Sunday, March 13, 2005
The edge of cacophony
Frenetically blinking
the body's injury
under the lights
will exceed the noise of music
Revolution begins
with the people under the glass,
it moves because of the beverage
which you should pour
The edge of cacophony
accompanies us
when something comes, it feels,
and life is possible
It in is this land of the beverage
in which being is intoxicating
we feel polluted as it pulsates
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