I dream of being a Person.

I dream of being a Person.

But I won't be stranded

On an island 

Limits laid down

By half-remembered malediction;

Constituent words long-since dealt, 

received, 

refused.

I give in

To the entropy that underscores

my frantic bursts of affirmation.

Drag myself to that imagined border

Lie down and stretch cold-strained limbs 

in warm sunlight

No different than if I had that right.