Morning code in the coffee steam
GPS lost in a data stream
These roots chart unseen currents
Not soil, but silent seeds
Oh, mindseed
Rewrite the Sun with your buried creed
No forest grows where the wires recede
Just one stray-tree
Feeding on void
Neurons pulse, streetlight's confession
Reboot the ache in low-resolution
Your language, a tangled prayer
Signal flowers in dead air
Wires too fierce for transmission
Cut the source, keep the ignition
Chaos isn't flaw but core
Oh, mindseed
Rewrite the Sun with your buried creed
No forest grows where the wires recede
Just one stray-tree
Feeding on void
This growth isn't organic
It's current
Through stone