You Again

Michael Bazzett

I am entranced
by you. And I am
not even a building.

And then again
I am a building

sense of self
dispersing over time.

When they asked me
to describe myself
I said I am

the opposite of an onion.

The man with the notepad
smiled and inquired

with his pen raised
like a tiny baton,

In the sense of not
having layers
or losing them?

And I smiled
and nodded,