Getting Back: A Prose Poem

I don’t know what part of me I really gave

Photo by Eyasu Etsub on Unsplash

I don’t know what part of me I really gave — if that was real — not just pure reference —

but I was done — too wearing ignorance as a hat — there were a lot of porcupine quills sticking out of my heart — that was in the Polaroid after I was coming back —