Socrates and me
Not the best combo lately
No regrets just bent and out of stately

Braiding wool and shredding glass
Glowing face an aftermath
It’s an afterthought, and after that
Well, I’ll go home in monochrome

Dictate words onto tape
To cellophone and meditate
Slamming pours and stirring dots
Sliding hands and taking shots

Braiding wool and shredding glass
Glowing face an aftermath
It’s an afterthought, and after that
Well, I’ll go home in monochrome