WE!
We? Whee!
Wee, wee, wee all the way home.
When we little piggies go all the way home
do we become I? Do I become we?
Do we fly into the light like moths into a flame?
Do we start again with brand new names?
Or cleave we to the darkness,
to oblivion to remove our mess?
But you know who promised it will be good.
Who? Boo!Hoo, that's who.
After all, we are because I AM, are we knot?
What?
