I'll walk lamron

today I'll do things weird

I'll walk lamron

I'll talk lamron

I'll stand lamron

it'll be queer

friends will look at me,

they will note the discrepancy

swallowing myself outside in,

i forgot my name inside the bin

this is me everyday,

as of late,

or was it forever this way?

could it be?

practice,

experience,

do

no matter how much i see,

my body cannot catch up

i cannot be true

with my memories and patterns of thought,

i saw the wind strike a deal with the fog

what a scheme, my gaping mouth

the winged raven went gawk

the next day i just forgot!

though i was so sure, 

so sure last night.

but now I'm not,

i can't lift my head or look 

at any one

i need to hide

i am at fault,

but i remember everything,

i never forgot anything

the gesticulating,

the absurdity of thought

it's my 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 that's begging

wait for me,

wait for me

please,

teach me,

so i can finally reach you

so i can finally be free