This is it ladies and genetleman, we are done. NaPoWriMo 2013 - 30 /30 poems completed - achievement unlocked.
Puberty was a detonation in the head.
Looking back at splinters of the past
I see so many strands of self
orbiting some core essence.
Each of my past incarnations
bearing such alien neural architecture,
yet seeming to coalesce over time.
Drawing toward the pure thought
that gave rise to this form.
The purpose I've yet to fulfill,
still sickeningly unknown.
A script still to be written
but I know
that as I sharpen mind
and strengthen sinew,
I will be ready
for the sublime performance,
when that final curtain rises.