Character Sketch

from Whole Lotta Rosie

to Sweet Caroline,

Mrs. Robinson

to Eleanor Rigby

–surnames growing more notable, to allow for future stalkers–

the costume changes weren’t exactly seamless,

but they were inexorable
 
 

and tired of bait-n-switch games

(where I never intended to buy the faces in my Inbox at all)

I learned who the face in the jar was for…

Me.

Branded in the manner of memes

Tattooed with ink borne and borrowed

. . .

Nameless in the way of the Tao

The infinity of me

in dark matter

. . .

in spangled, cosmetic cosmos.