Raindrop hits the leaf, changing its position slightly on the street

next to polls of monotonous water He walks, Slipping feet from steps at random He falls



In the space between his body and the ground

comets cast of their names, stellar neurones misfire



Witnesses inhale the seed

and spit out a million branches



Buds abloom in all directions

from which events occur

relations and virused meetings

catch fire and explode

In the margin of butterfly wings

entire cycles of evolution

outplayed and faded

sparked and leaned back into

vacuum-filled nirvana



Between the two of my eyes

feverish fractals soar

dance like were they on drugs

peyote labyrinths re-mapped exits

A hasty blink

and a million life-to-comes

will never be the same

as they never were



In the kinetic energy of a moving fist

lies a birth-machine for a paralell universe



With the first movement in the organic soap

came a bouquet of alternative answers

all different multiplied and re-devided



Coded in the spinal cord of a trilobite

written between the legs on the Meganeura

suburban city maps and dormant dictator semen

marked their way trough time



In the kinetic energy of a moving fist

lies a birth-machine for a paralell universe