They Call me, (names)

November 26, 2020

Today my name is Boris

Yesterday it was Cindy

Tomorrow lists flutter with so many letters and veins

Blood pulsing as a heart is called nothing more than heart

Lungs are lungs

Brain

Today my name is Boris, a man

Yesterday it was Cindy, a woman

Simple it seems

or maybe it seems simple...

Really though, i have no name.

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