IN THE CHAIN OF BEING Me and you Breathing In the chain of being Being recharged under the rainbow Burying its blue In the blue liquid of the sea Which is in fact a big mirror Reflecting our images backwards Left to right (They never reverse left and right ) When our thoughts nervously break down (They are still alive) Especially when they become so blue In the salty liquid of tears They slowly start to become blue-green algae In the salty liquid of sea Our feelings Are scissored by words Until they become evidences And our dreams Are shackled by old chains Of the same hate Our wounds still bleed In the shell of soul You choose an angle of light Created by the moon To slowly step From past to present And back again.
I see your blue uncertainties We drink water From the melted ice Of the moon I still want to do Something incredible That can make me happy.
However, I don't know any longer What exactly I want to do Anyway, There's already nothing we can do Anymore Baby, It's really nothing We can do But we can try To understand Who we really are You and me Chained in the same being Near the blue of the rainbow Waiting The last sandcastle to Irreversibly Collapse.
CRACK(CLICHE AND CUBIST POETRY) Earth shattering.
Slices of life Sequences Of repeated occurrences Flowers waiting in their seeds Limitations Convergence after divergence Constantly sequencing Optical aspheric lenses As far as the eye can see The world through rose colored glasses.
Waves Abstract layer of time Minds Order against disorder We can say years When we say yesterday Variations Eyes of souls In their own dimensions Wings of emotions Bright as a full moon Heaven on earth.
Visions Sparkling ideas Gliding their enigmatic flow Into the mouth of universe Eating them As hot as hell As pure as snow In a shade At the crack of dawn.
Extensions Self-aware matter Its nonexistence An unicorn is really still nonexistent.
Apagogical proofs The gospel truth Apple of my eye.
Senses Living with eternity.
Love as a splintered thing Like there's no tomorrow.
Like nothing on earth.
Earth shattering.
I see your blue uncertainties We drink water From the melted ice Of the moon I still want to do Something incredible That can make me happy.
However, I don't know any longer What exactly I want to do Anyway, There's already nothing we can do Anymore Baby, It's really nothing We can do But we can try To understand Who we really are You and me Chained in the same being Near the blue of the rainbow Waiting The last sandcastle to Irreversibly Collapse.
CRACK(CLICHE AND CUBIST POETRY) Earth shattering.
Slices of life Sequences Of repeated occurrences Flowers waiting in their seeds Limitations Convergence after divergence Constantly sequencing Optical aspheric lenses As far as the eye can see The world through rose colored glasses.
Waves Abstract layer of time Minds Order against disorder We can say years When we say yesterday Variations Eyes of souls In their own dimensions Wings of emotions Bright as a full moon Heaven on earth.
Visions Sparkling ideas Gliding their enigmatic flow Into the mouth of universe Eating them As hot as hell As pure as snow In a shade At the crack of dawn.
Extensions Self-aware matter Its nonexistence An unicorn is really still nonexistent.
Apagogical proofs The gospel truth Apple of my eye.
Senses Living with eternity.
Love as a splintered thing Like there's no tomorrow.
Like nothing on earth.
Earth shattering.