I stab myself with the piercing water from the faucet sideways french kissing it
My eyes distant planets with no GPS home
I stumble away
Stubbed toe an after image

I imagine a new city
Faces I don't know
Disappointments new baseline
I imagine being unmet versions of myself
No more horoscopes fairytales of grandma universe

Just Coffee shops for breakfast with music unknown
Hustlin'
Library books too poor to buy
Pay for rent coffee music plants and lies
Black market your soul to get by

Yellow hands pulling people outside their bodies
Force fed images of reality
Human shells beehive
themselves into just a hive mind
With ignorance of chaos theory

I go back to bed as the train passes by