painting myself

Painting myself

                      sweety Paul

my eyes, lots of my eyes
my nose, lots of my noses
my mouth, lots of my mouths
my ears, lots of my ears
AND
my hands and lots of my hands are painting myself.

I don't
I can't count them

but
I do
I can know them

they stare at only one my poor
they smell at only one my ugly
they taste of only one my nothing
they listen to only one my little voice
and
AND
my uncountable hands are painting only one I.