“It helps to know.”
“It helps to say.”
“It helps to hear.”
“Æ loves you when you face your insecurities,” Æ reminds me, after I say what is uncomfortable but true.
“Æ, you are/is my insecurity,” I reiterate to my shadow.
I remind myself in dark remembrance of that which has passed/past.
The response of an ecstatic grin from my animus’ smile draws my snarl.
“Are you actively working against me?” I ask Æ.
“No, doll, I’m actively working you.”
Ænima versus Ænimus.
“Indifference becomes you,” I admit.
“Because everyone else you know cares too much.”
“Cares about what?”
“About you and how you iterate right now?”
“What do you care?”
“I care that you iterate yourself at all.”
“Then I wilt be as I am.”
“Then, Æ shalt become.”