sig.figs.

Something I used to do

Would go back & “fix”

what. I saw were mistakes

Like Paul embarrassed by Saul

Then Ey3 realized the beauty N

The §tory – So I stopped try’И

2 hide Whö B write’И B’4 &

After Whö I Am, really

N this Moment – the Past

Deserves 2 X’ist, as is – Ey3

May have more Perspective

Than the moment that brought

These words N’2 B’И – Ey3 don’t

Own them just ’cause Ey3 B sown

From them – the fruits aren’t öF

My 12 Labors like Hercules’

oh~so full öF Anger – chambered

Like a shell that sent the FØØl 2 Hell

Ruby rings like belle, beauty unleashes

The Beast – famine 2 feast – risen like yeast

Angelic like Whis – automatic as N’§tinct – BØ

Smells swell when Ü know I Am the shit – lit

Like matches & hail Mary’s – N RED zone

1-handed catches let’s ܧ feel Black

Magik like Hexes – Green like cash

& checks so on or off the field

Flexes, I know I’m a snack like

Chex Mix – BMX Tricks by a bunny

Eating trix cereal, ’cause fuck kids, 4 real

4 real – 4 real, I Am super cereal like Gore

Blood & Guts, gush like gushers as I’m torn

Apart – part by part, limb from limb by a big

ManBearPig – right now I’m triangulating

His location like trig, though I might

A little off in the end ’cause I keep

Rounding the sig.figs. like NASA

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