In evolution we have an identity crisis
when who knows how I’m doing this
for our agenda? Near the teary top we crate
our own handiwork, cover it with a power tarp, drained of weight.

Moss alive! I should use another i.d. if any of this touches either of us. Or ours.
I used to have a power dependency that’s reasonable to regret.
Cut to I’m thinking it’s polite to say ‘power,’ not ‘ostentatious pensiveness for hours.’