two hearts
two souls
fusion
into one
all the gibberish
of the alchemist
is debunked
no longer
are we ruled
by shamanistic
petty impulse
It’s all mechanized
into steady rhythm
pounding on
I’m all too willing
to get back
my zen like feeling
of euphoria
It would be better
than this life
I’m leading now
Cocoon
We must undergo a silkworm hibernation
bananas are the perfect food
for prostitutes
I do like to sleep
I do like to sleep