Six years ago I wasn't more
sure of what
(I can't breathe the syllables
in any form I'll content, only with
(()vapor())
was moving as.
Confounded with this puzzle
that is solved
           unsolved
too too too too too two too two too
many binaries
binaries binaries;
not enough floating.
Too much need for this but
not enough need for
        not this minus and plus
        stirred jellow with milk
"estomach" - so place within but
where else can it be,
            but it isn't.
Follow a path,
        a young christian jew whose
    yellow, spotted purple skin breathed
        in heavy fumes at his unrefined
            undefined
    skeleton,
but  always take the left turn
      as you take the right.
Corporeal,
               in Hamlet I wander looking
for an insecurity that use to
     blind me to some security.
I want to be that black man,
with
the THE stride

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