I am eight

There is a figure well rounded
When it leans on the side it means INFINITY
I cannot catch the rainbow
I am sure
There is no other rule
Than to stand upright
With the belly bloated
Under the head well filled
I last failed
When my Levi's blew still
In front of a well rounded
20 something
I could not catch the sun
Rest assured
Dear friend
That my nightmare never fails
To retalliate
And to stand
One
Arms outstretched
Like a T
With my hands in my pocket
Attempting to catch the breeze
Not the flu
Number two
Not the fire
Number five
The rainbow then the sun
I was born July 27th
1968
Night
Fire S'
Heaven
For
Hate-
free
Siecse
to
One
eight
Zero
that stands still
With the belly inside its head
For free
I, let it be
The
Debit
and the ENTRY
O Lights' ere
Amen