You are a legend of darkness. 

You're some one's friend who began a sentence without knowing where it will go when it is all done. 

You are a singular man. 

You're a strait pencil line drawn down a white college-ruled sheet of paper.

You are fortifications. 

You're the time of your life. 

Horrible impotent stranger struggling 

this is Her in the time before time

Blue sky in the beginning 

Brown thing you can't find