Thoughts flow through a planet like rivers
Some universes meet, others continue, others die
Birds die without anyone noticing their faintness
Those continuing, become plastic puppets
Artificial containers full of . . .
So as to say: buckets full of . . .
Uniquely made of that thing that they're full of.
Two leaves kiss as if they were meant to forget
The frog at the pond salutes destiny as if an old friend
The window at the cat smiles lovingly at the natural electric bulb
The ruler with its own powerful attitudes frowns at other tiny rulers
You may stand up for the ruler, but there's no point in doing so
The ruler will not defend you, he's too much of a ruler to subdue
Birds never stop existing, like the natural electric bulb
Frogs are unable to salute old friends
Rulers never frown (nor subdue, for that matter)
Full of fuck, says Elizabeth while kissing Louis . . .
. . . and this can all be linked to you . . .
I'm a cunt.
Some universes meet, others continue, others die
Birds die without anyone noticing their faintness
Those continuing, become plastic puppets
Artificial containers full of . . .
So as to say: buckets full of . . .
Uniquely made of that thing that they're full of.
Two leaves kiss as if they were meant to forget
The frog at the pond salutes destiny as if an old friend
The window at the cat smiles lovingly at the natural electric bulb
The ruler with its own powerful attitudes frowns at other tiny rulers
You may stand up for the ruler, but there's no point in doing so
The ruler will not defend you, he's too much of a ruler to subdue
Birds never stop existing, like the natural electric bulb
Frogs are unable to salute old friends
Rulers never frown (nor subdue, for that matter)
Full of fuck, says Elizabeth while kissing Louis . . .
. . . and this can all be linked to you . . .
I'm a cunt.
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