Act Naturally by Adam Fieled I do, I don't do, in words: crumbs crumbling, bread. I spend in words, to lines. I see you on other sides, I see you on As and Bs, I'm ready when you are, to be put into these funny things. I see this is like a movie, or that place in the city where you go to be seen: registers. I ring up everything here, I put all on hold to do this, I know not how scenes end. All I've got to do: act naturally. fr. Help! { airforce joyride }