Luyện nghe bài hát Worlds Within The Margin

Raindrop the leaf, changing its position slightly on the street
Next to polls of monotonous he walks
Slipping feet from steps at random he

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

Buds abloom in all directions from which events
Relations and meetings catch fire and explode
In the margin of wings entire cycles of evolution
and faded, sparked
And leaned back vacuum-filled nirvana

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

In the kinetic energy of a fist
Lies a birth machine for a parallel
With the first movement in the soap
Came a of alternative answers
All different multiplied and

in the spinal cord of a trilobite
Written between the on the Meganeura
Suburban city maps and dictator semen
their way trough time

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