How can I know myself - I change every minute, every hour With new ideas, new found love, new images, new dreams, new fears and new poetry. How do i know myself, with renewed griefs, a staccato pain, a lacerating isolation and renewed Silence. I cannot know myself nor do i want to For fear of self love or for fear of hiding For we fashion ourselves as is the need and as is expected. To distance myself from the 'horror horror'