I'm a body.
Day.
Lots of heavy rain. The city cities awake.
Everyone's chasing the connections they make.
I watch how they compromise just for the hype.
Selling their focus for a different type.
They fill up the rooms and it's peak in the gloom
With a heavy devotion to the fig.
No time for the shadows.
I'm clearing my space.
Find my sanctuary in a quiet place.
Drift away.
Oh yeah, the world is now fading.
The water runs deep.
I watch all the promises they couldn't keep.
No fake reactions.