Is It That Complicated Yet It Is Poem by James McLain

It is complicated yet it is not
it is never simple
it can be a misunderstanding
trivial doubts many.
The bottom of a well any well
always
starts at the top.
It's confusing predisposed to
all reinterpretations
again thought out from
the bottom up.
Trying to Trick a muse can trick
the trickster.
It is just play on words
leaving he she tricked amused
it is not I it isn't
playing harm with such
harmless question
few do ask
unto them selves lest to become
suspect of distraction altered id.
It is wary voice of beguiled
honesty
thinking it is what it isn't.
It is not the first person or the second
it is persons all
it is out side of it looking down
menagerie
origins spun around and round
without sound.
It is you it is me inside every thing please sing.
It is just two words of unimaginable importance not of I.