The age old askme trick

I do it all the time
In the same fashion
It becomes my reference checker
Factfinder
Thought provoker
And case in point.
The cups may spin to a deafening rattle
But rest assured
They come back
They peel the undersides of the eyeball
Maybe there'd be some residue left behind
What were we thinking our heroes ask themselves
Be real they ask.
The inertia of their selfconfidence lapses and they are set into motion
once again... To feel
To feel a thing is not tragic, it is the requisite undoing of a
selfmade protagonist... A neccesary handicap of the heroic,
But we all come back... To see what's on the otherside of those
bigbrownbabyblues and greens...
We always comeback a' checkin....