knocked right out of the park.
a fetish for words /
a soul full of art.
this city makes titans of men
young boys ready to knock heads
gratefully deadicated to remaining present
whether that of time,heart or relevance...I mean
the thing about being an asshole is...
I don't do things simply to become better
I'm LITERALLY trying to be the best that ever lived
but the arbitrary nature of that last sentence
gives a self observant look at to what IT is
& it is EGO...letting these reams flow
supercedeing my own hopes by never letting things go
& seeds not lost to the wind never grow...
so all these dreams would be pushed below.
"I know nothing"
one of those realizations you're on your own
you are the universe...never fear growth