I Am I

Beating with life You promised life, security, happiness. Unfortunate son cornered, cowering in the pit of circling panes of glass that surround and reveal the ever present "It". "It" is my move, my every look, interpreting gestures, informing other what's undercover andlurking beneath my mask of this year's featured model. Is this too much? Close your eyes. Care to look inside? I am I! What may appear might easily be explained, but given the situation of info saturation,what you feel can never go away. Steering perception? I am! Inviting contradiction? I am! It's my insistence you keep your distance from the glare behind my stare. So this is the way the game is played. You can leave now... but I think you'll stay. I am I!