Strange Synapses

Losing the plot as I'm writing this
What was it about again?
It's hard to know when all that I do
Is look through a warbled lens

Is this how it's supposed to feel
When I pick up the phone and glance?
I hope that it's your name instead
For now, I'll act as if I'm dead



Credits
Writer(s): Kaya Gocebe
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