Paper Plains Poem by Elvis Lantan

Where are you now
somehow my dreams are real
and in the world of logic
stats and mathematics
things have become so confusing

Where did it go?
That thing called reason-
and who stares back in this mirror?
He never greets me in the morning

Where are your wheels taking us today?
and most important
Who made that decision?

Let's not stay home today
they sell so many things out there
unfortunatley they ran out of songs
who fabricated these words?
and my guitar?
...where did my guitar go?