Wikipedia Poem, No. 652

i know what precisely to say do i say a few years back what's right and how much of love is high cheek bones and how many high cheek bones gatherd here how low the creek groans bones and how much left i felt the thin cracks in what's right and how does algae grow so deeply phonetic down my chest beauty when ever where ever i'm not looking at my phone am i begging myself to stay say a few years back what precisely do i mean or am i asking me or am i asking me or am i asking my phone when ever i'm right behind myself that's how love is high cheek bones and glass skin and how much of love is deeply photosynthetic am i asking my phone which i am not looking at first that master's eyes surrounded by bones and how much of love is a long stemmed wine glass there are my high cheek bones love and how much of love is thin cracks in that master's degree eyes surrounded by all the pain out of hand i know what precisely do i mean or am i muttering again either way i see myself of course in my master's eyes surrounded by all the rosette bone algae growing so deeply phonetic then i say a few years worth of what's right and yet look first that's how much is felt see the seamouth's signifier and how much of love is glass thin skin cracks in the long stemmed wine glass full of saltspit there are high cheek bones and then there are high cheek bones in a low cut white v-neck crawling with algae so deeply photosynthetic am i asking myself or am i asking me say a few years go by what precisely do i say then after a few thin years