An A for Theatricality

breathing life into old and life begins anew. a reincarnation.

i'm refuting god, i'm a charity, i'm a floating note.

caught playing with fire, i sit there and watch the flames dance.

its not my fault, and i'm not to blame.

this feeling is relative. this feeling is unmeasurable. yet i lie an adjacent ruler for an expectant remark.

wish there was a detach button. like on those space rockets.

then i could drift and let the winds take me as gravity pulls me to a newer place.

then i would be as a free as a bird.

then i would dream.

then i would be complete.