all my might

i never nibble, always bite
make mistakes
with all
my might

but keep replacing real with 'where?'
(i'll find it
really..
sure..
i swear..)

i look under
random things
inside
my
house,
(under my wings)

expect a spark
incite a breath
inspire
myself
to
certain
death

i try
to fly
try feel the sky
with several foolish alibis

but i've seen sure
i've known
i've been
so why check under there, again?

it's moving day
put what GOES where.
find pieces, notice
why you care

you'll see it waiting, sitting there

dust settles
i don't
(i will i might i did?)

i won't