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.