How can I describe where I’ve been. Roaming the territory.

Leaving my mark. That’s me, to be sure.

It’s been a mental experience. I’ve got the sense to do with it.

You can’t display in public, man. It’s too crude.

Make for the crib with a provocative female. Or play by yourself.

Which is what I was created for. That’s I in the beholder.

We chat about id and ego. Ground down object of attention.

What else is real? The rest remains as we imagined it. []

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