swallowed by  the un-utterable
sheer magnitude
of that which surrounds
the  preciousness


we oft-times mention it
in terms
designed to blunt and obscure
the horror


the fear  in
all youth

and our self-derision
that this is so

swallowed by the sheer magnitude
of the deception
and our hollow responses

and the percieved future
we confront

still
we fall in love
and hope

this is probably
not enough

but it is what we do
in defence of a truth
almost forgotten
within the abuse

what i am ?
what i aint ?

soon all questions shall
be answered