spagettification.

I am all thumbs tonight
it has been the theme
of to many nights
im an artfull dodger
of my aspirations
my dreams are
kindling
for an ensuing inferno
but they dont burn
in the traditional sense of fire
its white hot gas
epervesing
from within
its the side
no one sees
the midnight
blue bird
singing for a hot plate
and leisure
but I have
the scars to remind me
and I play this game
with [...]