Poem 69:Bastards

bastards,
smiling
as if
they know you
(no way)
you
(in your skin)
me
(in mine)
in the skin
(not of the skin)
in the bone
(not of the bone)
in the flesh
(not of the flesh)
in the mind
(not of the mind)

never mind
(she said)
I’m with you
(in there)
but I can’t
find you
(in here)
I said
I can’t even
find me
(in here)
likewise
(she said)

smiling.