what was it that simon once said?
something, something, now exist?
i turned around
and stood on one foot…
ran in place
with arms stretched out
reached into the skies unknowing
ate all my veggies
went to bed
well, homework was a different story . . .
more or less
one day, i was left to tend my own devices
but somewhere along blurred lines converging
i forgot the laws of physics
consciousness then spliced, divergent
simon’s orders fell to silence
maybe it was all just hokey-pokey