How many voices

How many voices
Are in his head
The grocery store man knows what he eats
Every faceless gig worker, where he lives
But nobody knows his --
The devil drills a hole
What's worse, a murderous giant or
A swarm of killer bees
Fuck, life, don't want to do this today
Morning whispers like blankets
also
put him to bed.

In this day and age
Numbing with the --
But his beating heart races
Two spinning girls dizzy in the driveway
The only fun --
He is a strand of silk
Sticking to a broken web
Pebbles on a Power Wheels' floor
His pack is heavier than stone
Tell the neighbors --
E-bikes aren't safe, the shared fence needs surgery, and a gardener kills the plants
His tangled brain, a ball of USB-C's
Unplugged, he used to --
LimeWire, AOL, Explorer
BMX, skate, and play for keeps for the
title of the dizziest
Now it's just like --
Medicate, meditate, markdown
Allow, allow, conscious cancelling, black glass reflecting,
And a Ring light
There's something on --
the table, a mailer for Alumni's
His daughter throws it in the trash
It'll get picked up by the truck and then
Taken somewhere
He doesn't pretend to know more.