Small boxes are opened And the screen grain jumps I will decay … Into illusions and unexpected forms Playing of the particles
I’m feeling like I’m flying over my head electrons….
I’m afraid the walls with the high shadows I’m afraid the shadows with the big teeth Eat me slowly as you can… And don’t blow for me by wind Of northern mountains It closes the boxes it closes my eyes
And I’m feeling like I’m flying over my head electrons…
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