remember the confusion adults

Every time a waking bird inhales the taking of the time sets up to watch a freshened miracle of commencement by Friday you knew ever once five by seven by five was a want that’d never be realized in this machine with the merry of the month came secrets better yet shared with no one but me - me, but never thee for thee would be me fake not want not for spirit or bread busted through with holes spread near to the heart of the thing are we the way the truth and the death fear the new but fear the clotted old more change brings sudden life knife edge near to the expiration date - a jolt awake, after life lives the afterlife