Ike, Do You Write a Spanish Southern Poem?

Is there a secret poem that you're trying to write that will, once and for all, unite all the parts of you? Or are you resigned to this disparatness? Ah, i don't i could unite those things. I mean, the poetics of it would be impossible. My reality is fragmentation. That is the fact. And like for your death. This was just the fun, like aango ye for you. This is life was it's a fact.