Cris de Borja

What have I built?
What have I achieved?
What can I say that I’ve been
that I’ve done?
I can saw what I have not been
and I can point to where I made
my passage through.
These are not small, but they measure in
negatives.
I want a legacy.
I want to say, “All this came into being
because of me.”
Instead, I am a dilettante god
with a scribble here,
and a curiosity there.

I need to shed like a cat,
go everywhere like glitter!

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