Jeffree Michael #95 Streets like ours

In the middle of your palm
you can read or hear
by chance a little scene
radio light comes on
actors like us

this morning's shock jock
spews snafu into the air
the kids on the street
roll someone just because
therein Instagram lies

home alone
you don't wanna know
the planets align sometimes
there's no rhyme or season
same for everyone always been

in the water
a giant dream hallucination
that uncle Jim Carrey stars in
the streets from here
all look the same

when the rain falls
mainly on the plain
someone else begins a journey
perhaps we'll meet in the fields
underneath clouds or down a drain

whether or not
one really cares
somethings in the air
it's time to change your shoes
or else you think them yours