I remember Gymnopédie No.1

This complete contentment
To walk
Completely independent
Of the one who walks the same

The resonance notwithstanding
The skin
We’ve weaved and find meandering
Doesn’t matter to my name

At Last

All that I am
Take it
Shake it out
Declare me Independent
From
The
Loud talk
The
Dark talk
The
Loud, dark
Talk
Of men