Some fine tunes from nowhere

I rush at the gap

A returning might to

Estinguish the light

Extreme my eyes open wide and i dive

Into a psychosis behind a haze





A headlight on me I feel ravished and clean

Some kind of instinct - impressive - rules me

Anxious to know why i rummage out lies

I move - systematic - out of the light





I locate a place that will mirror my face

And inquire inte the mash of myself

There's a wish-wash in my head

A wit in my mind

I don't think that's real a drawback of time





It's not real

Just a drawback I wish to feel

When lies come near

And the time rules what I hear