Montage; feel the flow
Those pictures captured long enough
To have motion
That point of obsession
Depression
Aggression
So speak, let out your prepared confession
The whole world’s waiting at your heels.

Cassette; Hear the charms
Those voices hollow through the tape
To ring our ears
That moment of classic
Fantastic
And Drastic
So cry, drain your voice through eyes of plastic
The universe wants to hear its beauty.

Aroma; Smell it sweet,
Take in the fragrance fresh from earth
So unnoticed
That eon of confusion
Illusion
Transfusion
So breathe, stay awake just long enough to
Stay conscious for your morning tea.