what is my position.

what is my position.

what am i missing.

what am i missing.

how can i control this,

how can i let it go while keeping it flawless and practiced. hang me up on the the thing that’s the thinnest, fuck it. i will let go of all things fluid, in the moment no ponous for confusion, only unique. only youthfullness. truth sinks, and goes through it. down to the bottom drink where your soul sees through it. and sees to it that you know it in your moment where tiredness and full fits are beware, for i am fair, i am fair, i am fair. fair haven