Whiteglitch
A whiteglitch there
Pluto interruptus
A sonorous flare
Black shape
A black shape
There are undeveloped holes
In returned glare
Thought we were looking at stars
When in fact we're seeing noise
The skyscanner's coffemarked panel
Gets the brunt of it again
Misread
Mistook that song
Gathered my facts
And read happily wrong
Screaming
Imperfectly bored
Reversing ejaculation like
"Aaaahhh"
Thought we were looking at noise
When in fact we're seeing the stars
Atop the coffeemarked panel
(Thought we were looking at noise, when in fact...)
I'll show you my endzone dance
(Thought we were looking at noise, when in fact...)
Turn up that stare I'll take off my shoes & shake it
(Thought we were looking at noise, when in fact...)