The Elephant

And we wonder why
We live
Partial lives

Face half turned
Hidden in shadows
Living in parts
Distributing our 
Self
across roles
Holding them
apart
Lest they mix
and explode
the prism
of life
splits

Through
which window
Do you
see me
The whole
takes
too much
of us
I am happy
With parts
I don't mind
Being

The elephant

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