who am i?
an aimless plastic bag
the forgotten pencil shavings raked into an accordion asphyxiated by its breathless bellows
i am your muted ensemble
i am nothingness
i am fleshless let's play hide and seek where you can't see me and i can see you
a distorted cornea will be the aftermath for you! you see,
i am not feasible.....
i am not guessing game for this is not apples to apples,
as of right now i'm 20 yrs old topped off with echoing ears
rum raisin ice-cream,
bubble wrap,
and peppermint too.
(poet's name withheld)
