a rough draft

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