They say I need a personal brand
And should be able to concoct one on demand
But doesn't that just mean
What
I want the world to glean
Is
a polished veneer of what I say I want to manifest?
Maybe I just want to be my best
With
alacrity, panache, and zest
Just
like all the rest?
How
frustrated I am by this thorny request
Perception
over reality
Looking
good as the finality
I
just want to be met where I am
Even
less than a radiant gem
Bereft
of the jester’s playful attire
From
that I can only retire
Only
then—and only then
Can
I tiptoe across the wire
Building
what is
And
what might be
Something
all can see
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