the past is a story shared by others

the past is a story shared by others
not your own private diary, your
exclusive version of events.

you can change who you are
only around those who do not
know you and really
who doesn’t know everyone these days?

the spaces       we inhabit    are there
when we are not, in hearts and minds and
wires and
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pieces of ourselves
existing on planes of unreality
no longer under our control
becoming stories of their own.

spinning myths, creating legends
writing poems of deeds done
under the guise of biography
under the guise of knowing
under the guise of truth.