now he woke upon #2

there is nothing else but sitting there at the counter of the restaurant
counting nothing but magic it seems as the fact it is
I know about mom and dad and aunts and uncles and the end
without nothing else but sitting there and the volume I am
from a distance seen as someone asleep at the counter of a restaurant

I've been robbed of books and thoughts and other things
robbed of distance as soon as I thought of it and seen as such
as the volume I make and the notes you took sitting there
taking notice of the volume at the counter of a restaurant
without nothing else but being there and taking notice of it as such