That sun-embroidered with a needle -
Pierce my existence,
But it will go away. Narrative
Will be interrupted by darkness, will cover with a haze.
Today is not yesterday.
And not like day to day.
And our psychosis, damn it,
Will capture our evenings.
And every day with a struggle,
Sometimes we're smarter than God, sometimes we're dumber than cattle.
Then we will be captured by the void,
That's a hell of a lot of thoughts.
Then the darkness pierces us with a needle,
Then the thread of narration breaks,
From the abyss to the rebellion
Shakes life fun game.
06.06.19