Cascade, Ego. Cascade.

Them are the you
that I don't care for.
(So many of the same
qualities, to be sure.)

You are the I
that I'd much rather spend
time taking time to adore
and kiss and understand.

We are the they
aspiring, aspiring; achieving
a half-assed veni vedi vici creed
maybe beginning our resolutions in July.

I am the me
who knows only myself and
am unwilling and fine sitting still and quiet
as the all of my everyone becomes contraband.