I Take the Bits

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I Take the Bits

I take the bits

And the forces

That bond

Them together

And scramble them

In the clouds above

And in the bowels

Of the earth

To rearrange the way

I see myself in order

Not to fear the view.

I see your skin

Touch the sky

In splendor

As you focus your

Will onto those bits

And rearrange them

Into a formula that

Is more pleasing

To the eye of the soul,

But with each passing day,

Each week, each month,

And the dreaded

Passing year,

Those bits are falling

Away from one another

And forming the stranger

I see in the mirror.