When I am surrounded By so many Of their everyone’s, Am I really Any of My anyone?


When I am surrounded By so many Of their everyone’s, Am I really Any of My anyone?

As weakness feels sure, The strength drenched In trenches, Is of angles And of Greeting anger As a lure.

When we answer Pain with more, Then what We live with Is not for healing, But for War.

Hurt is but one, Of their estimations Until the very, Surrender of seconds That the meager glove, Which longer sickens […]

I looked at, Myself And said, “I am better Than this.” And This Looked back, And said “Who you?”

Ask and the disheveled talk, Then the grey historic will be making, And again expressively mistaking, That who has then […]

Ideas are not, Strong enough Against a person, Who stands on them For power.

We tell stories about us, In the heart of stars And there they are, Inside of ours.

Forward of Their hand, Welcoming a Question mark Is what is ours, To understand.

A Body to Donate, As a worker For hire Your insurance on me, Is 24 hour.