No Editing (poetry)

And who am I
Right now
Without a mirror
dissapearing in my mind
dissapeared in my mind
dunno what the what
but a quick primal scream
and who am I
who am I

primus in my hand
laptop in front of me
a laptop at a night club
why am I that fucking guy

head a bit disjointed
the long ways a being here
there is a here here
there is a feeling a capture a sactity
can this be family
all this lonelisness and a wanderin
a bein
who cares what a being is
who cases what a truth is
in my head my head my head my head
pray prey
I’ve used that before
dreaming looking
aint there
knowin that this writing
is a sign of being in between
but if I know what the past is
then what is the future

tearin ripping cryin being
look me in the fucking eye
can’tcha see this aint be the be, be
let go and love and wander
just let the words be true
this is true if I am not
flawed carrier
life disappears
as the song changes
and it is something new now

and we dig darker
we dig deeper
who is we
there is a we, yeah?
like, here there is a a
pitter patter on a keyboard
and it is just me
but what keeps me here
is the idea of you
can’t you
can’t we
feel feel
be be
do yous got your own ideas in your head?
even if it aint be we together
there is nothing in my except who I am
and I follow and I fall and I’m fallow
a bit of a devil but that’s grandiose
pray prey pray prey prey pray wander
and I shout!

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