I play random songs
on my phone,
ran dumb songs
with no connection
to each other,
only connect shun
memories that collide
like heated molecules,
call lied in me and to me
until I cannot tell
what is truth and
what is not, can knot unknot
the difference between joy
and depression,
the deep press shunning
all efforts to understand,
all F forts under attack
with no relief on the way,
no releafing of trees
that have died
but left their roots
imbedded,
while I lie in bed dead
to all but random songs.