Jan. 23rd, 2019: "Monumental Moment of Mental Momentum (MoMoMeMo)," by Mr. Ben
I don’t know why all fine things in this fine world are.
Oh! All I know is that, like you, I am one too.
There I stand, the image of man
Stark still with a plan frozen broken in my hand,
Whits glinting, glowing with the glisten of intention.
A swarm of maybes now, heralding to be.
I lose them all for I won’t choose just one that I’m willing to deem as right for me.
No, none will do.
Swimming around whenever wherever, forever in the deep deep deep deep deep blue.
A Monumental Moment of Mental Momentum
A Monumental Moment of Mental Momentum
A Monumental Moment of Mental Momentum
Close my eyes, I will not paralyze;
I will now defy that which will not rectify,
Solidify a form with these bodiless conceptions.
I utilize. I utilize. I make use of my mind and utilize.
I utilize. I make use of my time and utilize.
I don’t know why all fine things in this fine world are.
Oh! All I know is that, like you, I am one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven.