I haven’t slept in days Everything seems so far away Except for dreams Nightmares maybe A dog barks in the distance It’s echo sparks a series of hallucinations Like lying my face on a fault line People pass me on the street I blink away their movements Light gives me a migraine And everything’s the same A melting pot of puke and twisted fait A crack on the sidewalk reminds me of some grand adventure That I never really had I’ve reinvented myself so many times I can’t remember my own name It’s 3am on Monday or maybe Thursday of next week Time is linear and I blink away its movements