BLACK AND WHITE RAINBOWS

I don’t make any mistakes
they somewhat
make me
another person
inside and out
I most definitely don’t want to be
possibly
and if I ever pull these selves together
you will see a mess
of black and white rainbows
hinged on otherworldly hells
exotic
foreign  heavens
all
roots of a single tree
of circumstance and desire
climbing to the Sun
as biological, Earthly me
no better than anyone else
and sadly for the silent rest
no worse
illusionist