I’m not certain about the title or the poem for that matter. It’s a pretty personalised form of in-joke and erm, not that amusing. Is it? Uncertainty walks.
Euston and I’m holding a sign
You arrive: heart scrambles
I see you.
Masks of self-hate
Manifest and break
Confront your piercing; daybreaks
Introspection; Rescued from anxious reflection
You see me