In the company of heroes,
I can feel quite small.
As though my presence
means nothing at all.
When I’m back with my zeroes,
I can feel quite big.
As though I can own
the whole fucking thing.
I’m the same monkey in either case.
Just one whose image
seems defined by one’s space.
My heroes and zeroes
need not be disclosed.
Separation through labels
is self imposed.
Newfound Lake,
7/14