rush hour

lost light
nonsensical timing
and the cat
keeps rubbing
on my life
there is nothing
but everything
I'm trying to
hide
and there is
everything
but the nothing
I crave
its like taking
a turn
but cutting in
to a line
that wasn't there
I think if I know
I'll be fine
but its a lie
I do that
to myself
oh white on rice
my stop and go life
chaos
until its dark again
dime
and
out