Point me to paid parking lots and I’ll spend all night Googling what’s hot.
Naturally: Hot showers, Hot springs – so when they customarily scrape together my profile from all the things I’ve made ’em mine it’ll only be a record of the time I spent dreaming.
This one way mirror ahead of me shows too much backlit possibility
My ability to reflect constructively sends tunnel visions to a place that false light can never be.
We both know this isn’t real. Once you’ve satisfied a search it has to move on.