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Impossible

by Cristina Hawke

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Hi, this message is for Miss Understanding
You are cordially invited
To this party I am having
Come and go as you please
Bye

May you dislike me
May you hate me
May I have something in my teeth

I hope you notice
I hope I blush
I hope my body decides to give me up

And that you only kinda hear what I say
And I can't defend myself when you
Take it the wrong way

Our souls reflected
Ad nauseam
Through fun-house mirrors
We hear applause for some
May they never sing for me
May my reflection be
A greasy weirdo
With no grip on reality

Still
I'm somebody's gold nugget
Maybe that's why I can say
Fuck it
I choose my stomach
I choose my jaw
Not that stale script
And not the muzzle that makes me resemble
Every other mother fucker

Tell me it's impossible
Tell me that it's not my fault
That everybody's glued to their windows
Tryin' to catch their own
Reflection

May you like me
May you love me
May you fill in the blanks with your fantasy
I hope you’re speaking to me in soliloquy
Holding your rosary
I hope I’d puke if I knew
Lining the streets in a queue
What would it take to subdue
What would it take to get through
I hope they murder me too

Cut me apart
See what you find in my heart
Check if my mind's in my brain
Or just stay in cuz it rained
Might be a hurricane

But I'll be outside
Wind in my eyes
Face to the skies
Uncertain terrain

This storm is an omen
Your mirror is broken
And still I remain

Tell me it's impossible
Tell me that it's not my fault
That everybody's glued to their windows
Tryin' to catch their own
Reflection

Given one earnest person with
Sufficient intelligence
I can bend and learn to listen
Work my way into relevance
I been married for five years
It still takes half an hour
To blow the smoke clear
Some kind of superpower

Multiply that by the fact
One pair of eyes I attract
While other react with look of
Disgust or a laugh
Somebody draw me a map
Show me the photograph
Ah it depends
Show me the life that created the lens
Give me millennia to comprehend
Or the freedom that comes with a pass
At least I asked

Tell me it's impossible
Tell me that it's not my fault
That everybody's glued to their windows
Tryin' to catch their own
Reflection

Tell me it's impossible
Tell me that it's not my fault
That everybody's glued to their windows
Staring at their own
Reflection

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released March 8, 2020

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