Fragile emptiness, Cracking whilst I move My hands (penetrating) Through this silence. I beheld this loneliness and A dream in illusion... It awakens me In somber, In drifting Absurdness.
As a burden This dream moves in me, Tiding me inside, Closing.
In it's shallowness In it's entwined self, Life torn widely open.
Flowing within this dream, Slowly sleeping sleeping away, Drifting from used reality.