Be Unheld

What if nothing is?

I saw

Could I tell if it were real
Until I was aware of it

And even then
Would I know for sure

Why would I?

Want not
Waste not

In this moment

Who is the one who desires?
Who am I?

Molded

Who is the one who suffers?
Who am I?

Realism Invictus

Some games
Don't stop
When you want them to

Hag-Heed

Some flowers aren't meant
To be tasted or scent