There’s a derogatory term for all of this maybe-mayhem; a turned phrase that graces the palmed teary-eyed faces.. of too many peoples to ever take count… although, they do/will/want to AMOUNT Amid

T(his) madness (of time)

Their eyes light up like a firecracker Christmas Tree whilst they do SEE…

Many a momentary thing/ all of the things SOME of the time— Broken down bottles of suggestive-wine

Shared sPaRiNgLy between a pair of homeless people, who did dare to fashion

this rAmShAcKlE existence purposefully on purpose// as they do not actuALLy POSE any kind of a threat … … … to a neglected society

“I’m all eyes but they tire my mind.”