pick it all

he crept upon the film

that covered mind from

unsane thought

dug his nails into it and

look what he brought?

was it a dream it was 

unkempt and full of it

rolling about on a pedestal

on top of false wit 

beg of ego

that million-mattered

miracle of many

many many

holding hands and paving paths

within a million intricate minds

starting hearts encasing 

custom and exhibiting a 

different kind of normality

-you must think this world is

something else

as you pick all of its fruit so





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