Look at me
I want you to see
nothing really much
lies between this or that
with so much to know
too many facts
let alone a few ideas
so little time
I used a phone
to call you up
post and poke you
just look at me
you'll surely know
I still haven't found
Bono's lost crown
Monkey's suttras
the promised lands
oneness
some perfect picture
slips not even through
my hands
are all I own
digging in the dirt
throwing in the air
waving at you
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