Remote work is over.

Projection creep

Matrix within a matrix

What happens when your walls come down

Mementos playing tricks

Nut with master lock sleeps on the ground

Dreamer screener where are you

Chasing wind is all they do

Worshipping in spirit truth

Are you part of faithful crew

Tell me what must needs improve

Be my safety make some room

Interceptions broken plays

Naive harpies harmed the way

We danced in golden streets of grace

Stealing signs like they getting paid

I’m just counting up the days

Melting thinking bout your face

Smile was gone without a trace

Hiding fear of your big game

Mounted stuffer would give chase

If he knew your hidden faith

Wandering your streets at night

Questioning if you delight

Eight bit logic watered sprite

Keeping hidden from my sight

There are some apples I see no snake

Are you my eve with story fake

Blaming others he don’t do

No desire to further prove

Long gone are our days of youth

You like cold days and viet soup?

That how long it takes to move

Might we be just fairy tail

Checks been cashed from beyond pale?

Be the wind in my creaky sails

Your voice the chalkboard sketch holy grail

Small addiction to pace car snail

Picante syrup bacon braille

Maybe wife up and get nailed

Your cross looks heavy and I’m large

Filthy board new beginning start

Time to question beating hearts

Does guacamole make meal art

If your eager we’ll go far

But the going will be hard

Constricted portioned grip of nard

Painless is your walk so far?

Empty cups in this we share

More than friends I pull your hair?

Backstage moment pleading stare

Do you still think I don’t care

Woeful willful she’s unprepared

So musings rushed until she’s there

Side by side will we be

Or getting paid to keep me mean

Pointed fingers vicariously

Pushing boundaries to make him scream

Shoulders racked with empty dreams

Help me make sense of anything.

Real palm trees can wait