I am perfect,
I am broken,
I’m adored,
I’m unspoken,
I am lonely,
I’m contented,
I am sane,
I’m half demented,
I’m belief,
I am science,
I am peace,
I am defiance,
I’m the cause,
I’m effect,
I am sober,
I am wrecked ,
I’m a whisper,
I’m a quiet,
I’m a loser,
I am on fire,
I’m an extra,
I’m director,
I’m a pen drop,
I’m Phill Spector,
I am nothing,
I’m forever,
I am right now,
I am never,
I am brilliant,
I am done,
I am deep blue,
I am ZX 81.

I am black and white,
I am color,
I am risk,
I am mother,
I am holy,
I’m disaster,
I am fucked,
I am an answer.

When all these fragments start to roar
Playing like an orchestra.
Sometimes it’s hard to hear yourself think.
It’s like the words are crawling back inside the ink.