little to know So much to assume (You know what happens when that goes down) Reflecting out the hues of blue Embodied by the mental constructs coming out my ******* tube of lubed up thoughts I chose to pursue with nothing to lose So much to do With no point But a check mark in my list of “to do’s” thoughts of you I wish you weren’t so cute Drowning in brews Walking with no clue When I finally know I’ll remain aware of the cues Facing a doom A “SELF” to understand and diminish in the fleeing moments only awareness captures The knowing essence