An Infinite Self Portrait

a poem by Jayati

Ok, you are, so am I, yes ok.
Face is the index of mind.
Real in-depth portrayed.
Supplementary-
Make up not
Accompanying-

Do need tell more?
Everybody is somebody
Does ever be any nobody?
More or less, never
Ever so!
Topography

Express
Physiognomy
To know nevertheless
Who is who worthy or worthless?
Bio data accounts for numerous balances!
Periods wipe traces of epoch legendary, time races.
Why do wonder to feel self in all and all linked to all in embraces?
Clever, dull, object, subject, time cement animate inanimate installs.