except that you have
attached your parfumed,
par~col~odored exhalations
into our shared airs,
with uniqued fumes,

   thy airy
essences
to thine own chosen words,
in combines never before
seen or heard,
but worn by you,
draped from chains abound your neck,
dripping from thy tongue,
dropping from thine eyes,
leaking from your pores,
from fingers in rose gold
adorning rings bright shining

so more, so unique,
impossible to misidentify
as anything anybody any anything,
but
yours, yours…yours,
     but not belabor this
fact basic,

disguise your name,
hide your fame,
make your locale,
somewhere in the unreachable,
unreal,
multiverse,
none the less,
and allthemore,
cannot escape,
the ultimate reality,
when first you press that
keyed
SEND,
you have parted, done with,
an immeasurable
small but grandeured piece of
your unique self,

if that makes you anxious,
here my eyes crinkle sympathetically,
am please to blurt
this major alert:

u have nothing to fear,
too late, too late,
you are now made,
part and particle,
past participle
futured history in
the partculared,
longest continuum
on this tiny, tiny
planet

oh well,
just thought you'd
like to know,
despite your guises,
your are now
100 per cent,
immutable ^