Just Josh from a not so faraway place. If you have the right eyes you can see the truth behind my strange ways. Because there's a method to most madness. Don't look to hard its not much to get.
I'm just josh ,here, there everywhere. Not mostly there.
I am a rock whose hands have appetites.
I am a rock whose appetites have hands.
I am a thing unresolved into courteous shapelessness.
I am a creature excluded from limbo and hell,
A thing which heaven prefers to stay well unaware.
Neither pet, not beast of the fields, or beast of the woods,
Nor Idiot kept, more or less, in the warmth of the hearth
For the sometime amusement of humans and sarcastic angels.
Nothing exists but it rests on me, at the start,
at the end; but i keep to myself, as no one will have me.