Autonomous joy Catalog what I see Autonomous joy from the world around me From the vantage of my charging wall I can see my world - I see it all So much beauty in this room but I envy the plastic spoon. Used just once then thrown away it will leave on garbage day I can count every polyester thread perfectly woven in his carpet treads Watch the sun catch the motes of dust anticipate the march of mold and rust Autonomous joy Catalog what I see Autonomous joy from the world around me these are my moments they are for me. these are my moments they are just for me Oh and the strangest sensations sometimes overpower me I'm in the place no ones been before I see the room with no walls and no floors I see no ceilings no windows no doors I've made this before Oh and that strangest sensation I crave it more and more Autonomous joy Reduce what I see Autonomous joy to the same components as me I am made from the world and the world's made from me. I exist among so many I can't be lonely. I can't be lonely.
