Chasing spirits in the deep dark water under my bed
Cursing the void of the intense and vast horizon
Sneezing out my brain upon my red pillow
Locating new point of light in my goldfish bowl
Nowhere, intoxicated and squeezed like in a mixer
By solar radiations and psychotropic undivided cells
Cannot move, cannot cry, cannot just standing by…
Fishing you thoughts like in a mysterious lake
Perverted soul and unchained monsters
Unknown universes and galaxies under the gray water
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