styrofoam electrons

trying to find the shortest way
to a house, flitting in between highways,
trying to get there in eleven minutes
or less. if able, attempting to keep
from running over anybody on the
way. worried but not overly
concerned. the atoms of the brain
are bigger than the dust which
fills the air, the atoms are something
you could eat, like cotton candy.
if you see a light, walk toward it, and keep
on going straight until one street becomes
another, then take the highway until
you're nearly there, and make sure
to get lost at least once per avenue,
or every time you see a yellow light. don't
slow down, you're almost there, you almost
have a home. you almost have a home.