I

I stare at the white wall
I hear the water droplets fall
I stare at the water droplets fall
I hear particles in the white wall

I,

sin and sting
in my being
recreation of that thing

I,

the narrator
plus  the curator

I,

fruitless watching the white wall
nor hearing a stupid water fall

I,

Snap back to reality seize that gravity
things to do not watching scooby doo

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.

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