you and the disgusting names

some names remind me of things i forgot.
the disgusting things i left long time ago.
you brought with you
no, you are just that.
no, what is truly disgusting is that i mind you and i remind all those things.
i don't want to see you.

mirror
i'm bare

once i thought that some fragile things are beautiful because they are in danger all the time.
but today it sounds so proletarian.