experimentation

just need to
think
just need
time
to wonder;
contemplate.
where am i
in the midst
of these silver palms
holding up
their end of the world?
what did i do
to create,
to exist,
to become
who i am?
but who am i?
what can i do
to keep this
straight
and okay,
but if i shouldn't
and i did,
how to fix it?
questions hover
too long.
silver plams are
slipping.
what must i do
if i don't want to do
the obvious?