I woke up with a strange feeling
Monotonous life and struggle.
Circled eyes contour chandeliers
And mount it to the bracket.

Asked parents whims
And blackened over each comma.
Puppeteer juggling surprises
On an unpredictable curve.

In anticipation of the obvious functions
The way of life is sluggish and stupid.
Instead of metal structures
Exhibitor of violent weeds.

A series of senseless actions
Comes to life in the mirror an ape.
Logic of square lanes
The bolt snaps into the door frame.