CAMELOT FANTASIES

Well aware
That we compartmentalize
Small sections on how to survive
On our journey through life
Bursting forth to feel alive

Small sections of ourselves
Selectively choosing
Who gets to see what?
Which selection of the thousands
Upon thousands that evolve
In our lifetime of experiences

I have come to realize
I am one of more than ten thousand
Feeling all parts
Floating around
Some distinctive genders
Quite a few genderless

Some highly sexual
With the need to color everything
Naughty
Some asexual
Reserved and intellectual
Pragmatic yet salacious
Conundrum is not a simple thing

No matter how we view it
Conceptually we change
As do our emotions
As the seasons change

Always evolving
Learning
Accepting and at times
Dissolving parts we need
No longer

Introspection
Has a way of getting down and dirty
To finally let the light shine
Even if were filthy and muddy

~Divine