I organised my thoughts
And they left me for a dream
A nothing is placed in their absence
A vacuous space needs to be disguised
I thumb through catalogues to see what suits
With nothing to see, I have nothing to say
Time passes fast and I do not stay idle
I couldn't, there was no place to laze
I studied the pretty people
And copied their fabric covered desires
My empty black hole is transformed
An elegant pad of magnificent things
All bought and paid for on magical plastic
My thoughts and dreams have departed
I am left with dreamless beauty