Which Ends;
To Which Means,
Again?
Anonymity,
Fame,
Both just means to me,
Never ends.
Prefer former,
Because you can’t undo latter.
Something about cats & bags.
Let Us Out!
No.
These Thousand Selves.
Chained to marble floors,
Drifting up to taut,
Drowned,
When crystal clear water floods our room.
Drifting up to taut,
