Huh?

Wish, I knew.

You ask me

What does this mean

Showing your confusion.

 

I shrug my shoulders

True is

I don't know.

 

Each time

I look at it

A different message emerges

Giving voice

To itself.

 

All equally valid

But unique

In their outlooks.

 

Is this

A reflection

Of my disintegration

And reintegration

Eight years ago?

 

Again

Another shrug

With no ready answers

To be found.

 

Mentally

I want to shout

"Welcome to my world"

As I walk away.

Author's Note

Originally written, August 20, 2014.