Everything is running,
seemingly towards somewhere...
Do you remember our dawn
where awareness first...
Life is not easy
for easiness is death, hence...
Nereus, man of the sea
count the crystals on my breath...
Orchestral breakdowns
look pitifully insignificant...
I immerse my hands beyond
the taut surface of reason...
I am a bird
in cage...
Why do I only dream
of our wakefulness...
Just being a drop for you,
is enough...
Am I a gem wrapped in cotton balls,
or a worm, inside the flesh of an apple...
You are incurable
Because you are your own disease...
They all are impatient to unleash their canine...
They are burning to bite, devour...