Drawbacks & syntax
            maybe/     one-too-many
                      saccharine dreams
                    make-believe themes
               yet I stand at the ready
   for more/furthermore
                everything falls
                     against me

        How might I break myself into
                      a thousand shards
                      how do I conciliate
                                  the collective heart?
        Do I indefinitely throw my hands &
                                simply ignore the next
                                   bulletsmash even
                                 though I know
                                     in the end you
         missed           your beloved mark?

                        What’s gotten into you?
                       I barely recognize myself
                                        I barely
                                          just barely