Know What I Mean

There is more of me
Scattered through time
One amongst the pines
Walking rivers
Biting tongues
Fading
Through the twilight of reason
Unconcerned
To watch it go

Does it help
To be specific?

Trashcan in chain mail
Obese moon
On melted pillar
Ugly hunter
Shot cow
Smell of hot blood
On frozen earth

Everything
Is still everything
As it remains nothing
As it always
Will be