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I am me
I am not you. I am me.
I am not he and I am not she. I am Jordan. I am me.
I am not a welcome mat.
You can’t just walk all over me.
Doormat.
For others to wipe their feet on,
and enter, clean,
into new oppurtunity,
new space to grow and explore and fill
and freedom of dominance
Doormat.
You--spill over margins,
between lines
lace ink
with weakness--Your--
trembling fingers
aching viscera
cold sweats--pouring between shoulders,
and flinching limbs--blood pumped by,