Electricity Becomes Fire
‘It has been one for the road,
It’s the most important thing,
The one who is our soul,
We have been waiting for a very long time,
It’s very important to know,
One day or night he or she will return,
Despite all gravitational forces,
Despite fears of being wrong,
Think simply about death,
You fall asleep,
I’ll wake you up,
Do you remember our craze?
Our tribute to raw realism,
We wished each other a quick painless death,
We fantasized falling asleep,
Everyone was in shock,
Their words were sane,
We saw paleness in their eyes,
Superstition of their lips
Darkness is suffocating,
I feel my air is short,
Here we all look the same,
When you fantasize, I differ,
You’ll surely recognize me,
When the colors of drugs fade,
After you do, we will be together,
Opening a crystal door,
It stands in an emerald meadow,
Dotted with violets and birds,
We don’t tread our paths,
Our paths were trodden,
Our job is to take steps,
Putting one foot in front of the other,
The destination is known,
The only horror I am afraid,
Tomorrow will never come,
I can’t wait eternity,
Go,
Don’t make me wait, my love’,
Dawn is drawing familiar features,
Human memory ties a noose,
One more time,
It mixes the past, the present, the future,
Saving our brains from a messy load,
It’s gigabytes
of useless details,
Here it’s rumble of hearts,
The lonely heart is grieving,
How to pull the plug,
It’s impossible to make a move,
The hands don’t shake,
They are too feeble,
How a man chooses a woman,
The woman he’s ready to give his life,
What happens?
On what grounds,
Out of sudden he says,
‘Yes, she is the one I love’,
No, it’s not doubts,
Curiosity,
That is all,
We all are electrical charges,
Human batteries with arms and legs,
We have electrical souls.
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