Who is the Realest Person on earth?

to me

Such a weird day a now
Bouncing off one thing to another
Creating reality like chronons
Everybody is an artist
We create life
Every breathing moment
Everybody is born with the vernacular
Speaking the language of play
But they stop hearing it
Over the lugubrious Tinnitus
Telling us to addictively binge another show
Ignoring the vile we tread on with bare feet
Smearing muck on tailored suits
Coming up with ways to play people

It's a shame there are clusters of people
Cold empaths
What if everyone was the same instead
Would such a community thrive
Would their Gait sway a lambent chromatic

Most of taste is through the nose
And we're breathing through stuffed noses
Drinking water flavoured by scent
And shoving spray up nasals
Locked in chastity masks
Waiting for our Moses

Healthy love is boring
Healthy life is a stable strange
We've smashed it up, assembled
Grouted mosaics -
we revel in chaos
Picking up glass fragments in our sensitive skin
Mitigating the dull by deliberately doing things out the norm

Is it what Feels right
Making a space
Is Hacking, introjecting
Into your defensive barrier
Taking off our crustacean exoskeleton
Why are there so few
Lobsters

Where you come from
What happens when you sit on a bench with someone
When they let you into their closet
Does your heart pound

Who wants to be textbook
Be experimental, be exponential
The coolest cat on the block
Who has the strength and the stamina
But you