this is strange feeling new in your own skin grown old
becoming who you are is uncomfortable
if there was another one who wanted
to burst out of your skin
how can you stay the same 
and appear so different 
in different light
not being one who can burst forth from yourself new
and having to wear time and wear out
being out of time being inside out
if you are becoming who or what you are
what were you in the beginning
and if at fifty-seven you are still not become
is the whole of living embrionic
and death the culmination of becoming
who you are
and if you are still asking
up until that moment
who are you
will always remain 
a mystery
how can you be 
the mystery