Of stories within

Bodies, numbers, figures.
Details enlisted in the state's registry,
Mark my belongingness on its terrain.

Beneath this fine thumbprint, scanned and stored by the state, lies an individual. Inaccessible.
An identity, too fine to be captured in the fine lines of a thumbprint.
Entangled stories flow deep within that inaccessible self.
Telling tales of a strange kind. Gibberish.
Does that scare the state? Oh my my!

Wearing a mask, a valid, recognisable self
I walk around. On the streets, beneath the glaring street lights.
Chaotic stories giggle within.
Unrecognisable. Strange stories of the self.