What I am means not the who,
For who I am transcends the what in that the I,
Ohh the I,
Means a lot of nothing..
For what is confidence without ambition?
Pride lacking reason,
a combination of halves ignorant of the whole
Blind whales swimming in circles
An endless abyss of the seventh sea
The playing field of unfamiliarity

For whom does a flightless bird share secrets with?
A used gum, hardened and black
The unfiltered truth of my being..