Luyện nghe bài hát Worlds Within The Margin

Raindrop hits the leaf, changing its slightly on the street
to polls of monotonous water he walks
Slipping feet steps at random he falls

In the space between his and the ground
Comets cast of names, stellar neurones misfire
Witnesses inhale the seed and spit out a million

Buds abloom in all directions from which events
and virused meetings catch fire and explode
In the of butterfly wings entire cycles of evolution
Outplayed and faded,
And back into vacuum-filled nirvana

Between the two of my feverish fractals soar
Dance like they on drugs peyote labyrinths re-mapped exits
A blink and a million life-to-comes
Will never be the same as they were

In the kinetic energy of a fist
Lies a birth machine for a universe
With the first in the organic soap
a bouquet of alternative answers
All different multiplied and

Coded in the spinal cord of a
between the legs on the Meganeura
Suburban city and dormant dictator semen
Marked their way trough

In the kinetic of a moving fist
Lies a birth-machine for a parallel