walking windswept
and finding my solace in sunsets,
i never sought out darkness
but now it’s all i strive for
darkness is so hard to find anymore
my flashlight phone screen beams blue light into my eyes
the neon signs that shine adverts so bright, casting shadows down beyond billboards
my silhouette sits on the bottom of the floor
i never sought out silence
but now it’s all i strive for
a peace and quiet in my mind beyond planes in the sky hissing jet fuel and cutting through clouds
there’s white noise all around
there’s a hum to computers
it’ll be silent and dark deep down underground
and i guess i can’t wait to get there
atomic bomb shelter i sit in scared
but at least i’ve found my silence
my darkness, my solitude and my solace
i don’t know what i am without all of this nonsense
post nuclear but pre apocalypse
i’m not a man i’m an extension of the internet
i never sought out existence
i’ve been backed in an adolescences only to disappear once in a brutal but benevolent natural obsolescence