Keep calm...and stay whith your delusion where I am clear,
Imagine that I'm a cloud which has never been here.
Imagine that I am not scared and there is nothing to lose it
And then a new folie'll be livid, affected and smooth.
Like all the walls start to fuse
And there's nothing to lose...
I touch all the glasses around,
404. Error. Not found,
While quazars and quarries and quenches and quills
Flow into the marble white sound.
Slimy rainbows
Slick and wilt
Drop into the pupils killed
Drop into the pupils hot
It's just like a red spot
Red spot on the red velvet
That nobody will look at...
12.06.15
The Red On The Red
© Copyright: Банка Альвеол, 2015
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