matter, mud, mother, mutter-
feces.
Anyways,
we keep getting reborn
'vryday we wake up,
and get bogged by
DREAM-
then by time
we
SLEEP-
we forget
forgetting
we fly-
well some of us anyways;
just-a-dream or something!-
and then,
awake,
brush,
coffee,
sit,
eat,
sit,
and on & on
till
(AD-)
nausea
or
(perhaps(!) sadder-) infinity.