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