where i be

geographically lost

mentally absent

i've travelled the length 

                  of this city

yet i still haven't

found it

yeah 48 hours

west, souf

norf and east

i been all around

my forehead creased

in confusion

the puddles

they weren't an illusion

nah they were real

they soaked right through

so I stopped, socks drenched

I began following blue arrows

the sparrow

i don't know

what happened to him,

but i know rhino the chicken

escaped

and then there was that

industrial waste
land with african cosmetics

and a shop called stuff it

where there were stuffed animals

                            and shit

yeaaaah im bare confused

battered by the wind

spiritually starving
---------one day you'll bring
someone comfort.