Guide this pain as needed to be somwhere else,

Starting forever now,

Foreign of this cow,

Buy the same with known how.

Just the new guy,

And the girl,

That shows me this small part of the world.

Hidden paths and parks of cigarette grass,

Not at least for the folks that showed me something else.

I am killing sheep,

Not a leader,

People scare me,

People love me,

Knowing what I don't know.

I am dead in this water,

Called life as they know,

The furnace sings a song hidden as a radio band,

In my head thoughts coming out in waves.