Delusions

Stuck in the stillness of the world
What a place to be in peace
Contemplating the delusions of the crowned
The lights give me a sense of time
It’s 2am 11 hours gone by
Spacing out in all the confusion

If that was a rock under a tree overlooking the ocean I’m sitting on
Every day at sunset contemplating the waves
Will they bring fishes then rain
But it’s just my kitchen chair I’m sitting in
Overlooking the sink
Contemplating the mess
We’re in.