Internetized
cyber-narcotized
I see myself falling into the web like an animal
pseudo...mental escape; neuro-drug:
inter-dementia.L
The grand-new power will be the hypnotic web
she'll take you to surf
into the storm of the world's pain.
I spent half terrestrial life buried into
this pavilion
with fugitive shades
and clouds of concrete in the sky
HELL.
[So, where's the love in this highway of lights..?]
to live is not only to exist.
Maybe I don't need to join
to grow, myself
Or maybe I don't need more places
to visit
Slave to the power that...gives/the hypnotic web
joined but in solitude...
I live with what you give me
The new plan will be, the hypnotic web; which will take you to surf on the pain of the world of to-day...
PAIN.
And so the Moon will get tenebricose as the Hell in its mornings
and the stars will fall as the memories
[from better times] fall
in the evenings of May.
And so the Moon will get tenebricose
when the Sun stop shining under
the hypnotic web.
.
