Byproducts.

There are

Split byproducts in the

Air.

They replace dust,

They are seen as

Mist.

And they are byproducts.

Nothing more than seamless,

But they are byproducts

Nonetheless.

Byproducts of unwanted

Enemas,
Byproducts because

They were unwanted

But too late for abortions.

Byproducts.

Just byproducts.

Don’t try to

Divorce it.

You may see

They believe they

See into your, mind

They feel they

See your byproduct

But they are but motes

Under our sky.

And see nothing.