The
Caffeine crumbles
All my sober realities
All the ******
Sematic  
Symbiotic
Claims
We all have
Made
At some
Point
Shaking
Sweaty palms
Leasing time
And hoping
On the reels
Of tape
That hang
From your
VHS
Piling
Ten high
Crawling
All over
The
Fake realities
I've created
It all
Changes
When
The genetics
Leave you
24 hours
Slap you
Sharp into
Place
Right in
The face
That first
Got
You
Here