Easy to lay among the secret grass and watch the bleary flood of stars, this endless day melting into another night, into another red sun, the old boiled and bloody egg that it is, the vast terrace and glassy lake glimmering and shimmering like it does, a little bit unhappy and locals only at the docks. Fun to use commas and escape among the asphalt diamonds almost no one notices, the rain feels like tiny piranha cast with black eyes, the spheres of unknown worlds and sharp spittle, disastrous twilight, dawn shattering like a broken skull, such emotions, what a palace of unloved dreams.