fivesixseveneight

So you want to know all about me. Who
I am.
What chance meeting of brush and
canvas painted
the face
you see? What made
me despise the girl
in the mirror
enough to transform her.
turn her into a stranger,
only not.
So you want to hear
the whole story. Why
I swerved
off the high road,
hard left to nowhere,
recklessly
indifferent to those
coughing my dust,
picked up speed
no limit. no top end,
just a high velocity rush
to madness.