s I AM ese, in all aspects),

i dual(ity( with crossed pieces of self-

gone now.

and you have such a busy face, (when)

you look at i

don’t know how long)

(you can go, but i

, without not foodwater but

(provisions) from/the sun shines

on we me you us as the crystal

clean

clear

caring

curing Light sinks (in)

down and loses luster,

five times worse.

i place(bo) now that faded Light-

dark now,

in your bus face i’ve seen (when)

you look at i

know now you’re here)

(you have gone, yet i

, with your sustenance

(survive) can only move forward,

just like we you me us are perfect

as

pleasure

pieces of

pie with Light filling-

bursting with flavorful brilliance

10,000 times better

I’m meek and Wrong and so fed up

With my inane mindset that reeks of No

Man can fan this desert sand To

further Dry this dismal land in My Hand

can’t you see these stupid ink blots staining this paper

worth no(every)thing

THIS WILL ALWAYS BE UNFINISHED

what the hell is g(O)i(N)g in here

(i am found in those who are