such as I, not I, I

The fool is I is you
The fool speaks with out asking
The fool masks without laughing
The fool opens a mouth
Utters a sentence

Without dancing
He, she, it glides
Over the dance floor
Until there is no
More floor

No more support
Holding us up
Weightless,
Motionless

Emotionless.
The fool has forgotten
To feel
What is real?

What is matter?
What matters
Anyway.

Bad news?
Good news?
Old news?
Ancient muse

It’s all tattered,
Shattered
Masked in
Golden Copulations

Saints sacred
Sinners profane

Another fool
Asks for
It's
15 min

A Fool
Believes very much
In what they are saying.

Fools keep it
All straight

Knowing the right
from right
from wrong from
night

from day
to day

Another song,

Written in
Golden
Light

…

A fool
Tries to get
it all down

But it won’t
Go down or
Stay down

Any longer

A fools remembers
Memory. A harmony
Is all they have
To go on

Fools find
Themselves drunk
On time (telling one's self
It's healing. Medicinal,
A temporary

Balm

Protecting from
The injustice of
An inequity

Of a failed
Collective experience).

The fool will
find
Desperation,
Seek
Attention

Know
Un-natural
Means

Through
Un-natural
Thoughts.

Fools needs a
Reality.

It will
Hold you
Accountable,
to it.

Un-acceptable
Unreasonable,
Your actions,

A gasp.
A mess,
Unworthy,
Un-mentionable
Besides your

Inability
To known

To act
reasonably
while
extinguishing
your instinct

ask,
is your memory
worth
remembering?

i have no answer,
but then again,

i am a fool.


…


Looses oneself
translated
Motion

Not remembering
Or moving

With everything to loose
Take no risk.

Risk everything,
Always for
The sake of

Nothing