Somewhere under the darkness of my room,
the depths of the ocean spring around me
sounds warped in infinite finished bursts of time

and found itself in a new dimension
and forgot to invite me along

still, I love the sounds of things
I can never be apart of
like the gaggling school of fish in this sea

like the coffee cafe conversations
like the whispered chisme
this part of the world
this dimension
just isn't for me