Consider that I am a Box and you are a Square
we both know five sides just aren't there.
Consider that I am a Mussel and you are the Clam
we both float downstream towards the damned.
Consider that I am the Sieve and you are the Sand
we both know its a matter of time before it's panned.
Consider that I am the Fortune and you are the Fame
we both know I'm spent and you're to blame.
Consider that I am Considerate and you are Contrived
we both know that smoked bees will leave their hive.
Consider that as I'm a Prophet you aren't around
My words converge on birds as just some sound.