Is there some kind 
of twist I missed
the irony’s rich
just try and guess how it moves

all the changes
they don’t stick
back again to that familiar 
same old solitude

what smells exotic
is just incense
what strange behaviors
feel like happiness

things that surround me
all mock me
bench me demonstrate me
as a textbook fool 

you can get pretty far
you’ll be back soon
life’s only out there to flavor 
that familiar solitude