Twelve miles of hapless conversations

Finds me in the midst of a herd of zebras

Unnoticed, muddled between the lines


Displaced lyrics written in invisible ink

Search for runaway melodies to make them whole

Paths cross on crowded streets, without anyone knowing their name


Traveling the edge of an empty glass

Sirens sing, searching for the right voice to catch my ear

Neighboring tones change with the presence of each new ghost


Introspection by my side

Shades the sun from my eyes

The pendulum of light and darkness eventually lulls me to sleep