Cap, Beard and Bun
Waiting.
For a ride which may never come.
Just windows flying by of
cap, beard and bun.
On everyone.
Cap. Cap and Beard. Bun.
Unable to see there’s no longer a Me.
Nobody left to be any One.
No longer free, no longer caring
how they look as each one is wearing
the exact same skin
each of the others is in.
Cap.
Beard.
Beard. Bun.
Ramsy's Joint 