Who am I Karl bones or Jack? one is life one is a graveyard of sorrows and the other is family and love soon to be tattooed on my back.

Who am I upstanding rulebreaker or sleeper? one is a faker one is a blood river and the other is cracked hands failed dreams, leathery wrinkled flesh of the weeper.

Who am I dreamer trickster or thief?
one is lost yet happy, one is screaming out of a tiny window, and one holds the key to end the grief.

Who am I reader writer or mystery? one has many eyes but only see's with two, one may write with body parts but the brain rules the roost and as for me well I am here and there within your imaginations,  reading away enjoying till the day i fade into history.