HIGH VOICE from 365.25 by 185668232

Tryna get high off
The sound of my own voice
Singing shakes the dead
deafness off
world I never asked
To be part of
And yet
Still keep going
Above and beyond ever after everybody & thing

Somehow not looking over
at anyone else
Will make you seem like a

a spider nose blown onto Wash Cloth in shower
or whatever

metaphor for a simile
Analogous manually
unheard of

I need a role model
For influential inspiration
To keep thy self upright
Wishing you could
Help me with everything
But instead you’re
just absurdly nice to me
Day by day
Revelations
Replacing
others voices
Within your own
Memory

Waking up stoned on sleeping drugs trying to reset brain
Because Activism is mainstream radiCOOL directly changing

the correct laws following
Same old same

Predictably morbid ion pressing
everyone to

Not look up
To see if anyone else
Is following
Just keep going

Even Tho Other peoples music
Feels like vague plastic oddly
Enough each Can have
Their own different ways
coming from individual
logical reasoning
I don’t have enough
enough new information
Worth sharing
But it sure is nice to hear
From someone I knew
In the ether

• Experimental
• avant garde
• glitch
• noise
• post-pop
• singer-songwriter
• Brooklyn