I am considering various revisions on this, but I would love feedback. The goal here is to show that everything coexsists in such a way that it is all one thing. I may refine the lines to meter. I may add more stanzas. Workshop with me.
I am an atom in the colossal infinite
Roaming district streets with ethereal confidence
Pressed shirt and proper shoes behind a Parliament
I am a crest-fallen night-owl watching the sun rise
The ebb and flow flux of infernal arise
Shrouds my prey in anachronistic dream disguise
I am a stubborn thrush frigid in frost
Sheltering an elk with winds betraying trust
Despite the odds, I will never lose this lust
I am a goblet of wine imbibed in rapture
Ecstatic buried ramparts trumpet the capture
To slide down this throat choked with laughter
I am a frog stationary, sitting on a lily
To many passers-by I surely seem silly
But the nothing-do is everything: nil(ly)
I am a traded baseball card from your past
A childhood trinket, lie age, not to last
Matured now, worth a tank of gas
I am half a cupcake made for friends
For everyone a taste, justify the ends
For one out of five, our sorrow mends
I am advertising, subtle in the back of a film
Growing with ambitious fervor at your next whelm
An impulse premeditated, a flaw in the kiln
I am a torn copy of Dharma Bums found on the road
Resting unread with magazines, keepsakes, in your abode
Such an undiscovered treasure warrants an ode
I am the blameless blamed serving time for acquaintance
Contemplating correctional facility maintenance
But my orange shackles demand complacence
I am an actor on stage reciting the lines
Automatic emotion, audience and myself binds
The superficialities, but elsewhere our minds
I am lines imprinted on your face from a pillow
In the welts I see our true selves, “Hello”
Though all we are: plants on the edge of a window