Morning code in the coffee steam
GPS lost in a data stream
These roots chart unseen currents
Not soil, but silent seeds

Oh, mindseed
Rewrite the Sun with your buried creed
No forest grows where the wires recede
Just one stray-tree
Feeding on void

Neurons pulse, streetlight's confession
Reboot the ache in low-resolution
Your language, a tangled prayer
Signal flowers in dead air

Wires too fierce for transmission
Cut the source, keep the ignition
Chaos isn't flaw but core

Oh, mindseed
Rewrite the Sun with your buried creed
No forest grows where the wires recede
Just one stray-tree
Feeding on void

This growth isn't organic
It's current
Through stone