There is a mental state
I strive to achieve a homeostatic state a humming a lull like those alpha wave tapes they sold in the 60's
I need to hear that in my head all day. Instead of the clanging of my thoughts and the clashing of my
wants versus what I should do need to do and the sad, bright violins from "Sunshine" so melancholy
so consistent that remind me how it is not to have anyone understand
he's my pusher he feeds me five lines of addiction and fills in my four voids with waves flowing in a now now time signature writing secret staccato to my psyche loud enough to shake my bass and hit my g clef...
