in a sea of faces and fluorescent lighting,
how is it possible that
i still see you so clearly?
you, who haunts every dream of mine,
lucid dreaming in a plastic world
you, who disrupts my most random of thoughts
it's my subconscious, I tell myself
because I would never willingly beckon you
into my mind
but you continue to drift further away with each passing moment,
a blip on this planet,
a torrential storm in my life.
thank you for the watering my plants,
they thrive now.