With every matcha sip

I tickle myself on the

kitchen cabinet

So present, content

and on the right path 

I've fallen into life

He played me a song

on his guitar 

I cried

But it wasn't the guitar

I had bought him

and the love -

it's already gone 

I came up with a new

definition for IT

mainly for personal reasons

But you, too, can change

any life script 

if you happen to not like it

Ah, IT is a character chameleon in a definitive language play.

I'm not the audience

not even a performer

I am the reason

for order behind 

in front of curtains

For I am Discordia

of Bedlam

Bing 258

 

The forever struggle

of being in so-called

control

yet seeing that we're not

I have to make-suggest

we dance with chaos 

everyday. And laugh