Like a long series of small losses costs…

A word in person with…

Turning into what they turned me on to

So do me a favor, to gain some flavor in this

Shaky list of my

Valued time, I

Wanted to sell an hour at twenty-percent off

But the deal was so good I took it myself.

So again my friend is an audience, caught only in my

Peripheral try-pod

Weird which ways I had been when I cast off my birth tattoo in search of a longer name.

At what point do you publicly shout what you studied about, and why you waited it out?

Counting how many times your small, strong heart will beat again.

Collapse happens.

So snap out of my seething mockery of what I allowed you to think of me. The shroud cast around me lumped a cloud of once-proud assumptions into the punchlines of the jokes I now sell because I know you can take the hit to your pride at stake: awake and combated.

This is why I agreed to be

Your ignored and understated scapegoat