One Fish

I am one of the ones,

in one school of the

one hundred and ones.

The stories there are

are merely one of the

one thousand and ones,

from cultures not so different

from the previous

one million and ones.

I dreamed of traversing grounds

and gazing stars of the

one billion and ones,

I realized One Infinite Loop

designs just like the other

one trillion and ones.

My conspiracies

coincide with those

one trillion and ones,

And my obsession with parallelism

parallels that of the

one billion and ones.

My passion for

grooves in five,

circles in fifth,

film in one thirty-five

essays under five hundred words,

cards in fifty-two,

lenses at fifty millimeter,

too,

Was passed on from the

one million and ones,

And I wanted a build

the same way

I sought to film

another one of those

one thousand and ones.

​In one school of the

one hundred and ones,

​I bubble and swim -

I think, speak, love, desire, live...

like one of the ones.

Here ​I am,

just one of the many ones.

But today, I will swim

like a fish in water;

I will think

like all my thoughts are unique,

I will speak

like I am the only fish in the pond;

I will love

like there is no other fish in the sea;

and I will desire,

like my heart is the one thing I trust.

Today, I will live

like I am the one,

just to make sure

once is enough.