I am..? —Part II

I am boundless, bare but

constricted

ever moving

bending, changing but conflicted

and unable to decipher unpredicted moves

what am I?

Am I your discerning eyes

thumbing through an endless word count?

am I your arbitrary lies

woven syllables

paramount?

I am an intricate tale, no other can surmount to

addicted.

The world is my drug

I am you, convicted

of my worldly sins

and reflected

in this incoherent lug

of words.

I am..? — Part I