Tonight I am going to play cremation, 

I am going to shave my beard and I am going to put water behind my baffled dreams. 

For some days a delusional sensation have been knocking in evening afterlude, 

and I have been taken by that pirate of a turbulence. 

Tonight I will call my sweetheart for the last breaths and some floating moans…she will lick me through the wire…I will put her over me through the wire.

A road for blue cars, a smoke for every seconds that are going for infinity. 

A bubbled cloud…

From a slouching perspective…I am going to dig the hole by the road…

A march of raging liberation it will be…

Every senses will go clear.