I see myself eccentric and I hear myself unsung.
I feel myself untouched by any man.
I taste the flavor middle age with tongue no longer young.
I speak to me as often as I can.

If I had no more senses than the five described above,
they’d mimic vision like a silhouette.
But I’m as much defined by humor, metaphysics, love,
as sensory coordinates can set.

A sphere through two dimensions is a circle changing size
and I through five am just as hard to know,
so graph me not with sense or you will comprehend disguise.
A look askance, a broader glance, will show
completer truth than any frontal spin:
The moth is always bigger than the pin.