a fait accompli, a tin note

I have Japanese punk songs in my head,
but that may be the air conditioner.

I have helicopters in my head,
but that may be the laundry machine.

I have sex in my head,
but I am probably hung over.

I have vipers in my head,
but that may be the ceiling fan.

I have the sounds of New York City in my heart,
but that's just because I am a baby.