Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

i am the sing in singularity
the pop in paparazzi
no sympathy for this devil mick
I ams what I ams, never forget
the power of spinach, no apology
no fanfare, one heart two lungs
one consciousness two eyes
'less you count the one
on my forehead, she ducks
below the skin in a blink
only to resurface when I'm having
trouble seeing into the long night
I am the no in nobody
the all in all together now
a voice in the back row
each unique blend an entity
the highs and lows that soar
follow the dots into the constellations
saddle up on a bucking meteor
grasp the breath of an eternal traveler
searching for companionship, looking
for love
I am a man
I spell M...A...N
M is for the melody and the musician
A is for the anonymity and the algorithm
N is for nothing new
I am
I am not
I am
am I ?

Yes you are
thanks you very much for the poem

agree with Stilltrucking

you ams and you shall remains

u r the to b of it all

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thanx very much distinguished colleagues...you are the bomb.......the love bomb

I love this poem
I love men
I love to love men that love themselves
It's cool

I wanted to go to that hamburger jiont and listen to wimpy try to get a free hamburger
I dunno why

you're too much Jana...

Thanks