Beyond the Self

The self is suspicious
Of alien intention
It learned that conspicuous
Attracts all attention
Hiding what is malicious
Will lead to invention
Of alternate versions
The self procreation
Which breeds variations
Of one's true identity
Unmasked by a context
Of undefined density
A puppet of sorts
Of alien intention
Repeating a song
For far to much long
Without a vacation
The self will absorb
The sun as an orb
The sea as a rod
Of magical cleansing
The self may emerge
From apatic boredom
Shining from affection

Great poem. I like the part that says:

The self procreation
Which breeds variations
Of one's true identity