Space [Theme]

Tell me how to live on if one your smile can destroy space?
When the sun find your eyes
how to deal with this chemistry?




Tell me how to live, if one of your smile is able to destroy the cosmos?
When your eyes hit the sun,
this chemicals to fight?

I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,
And Mourners to and fro
Kept treading - treading - till it seemed
That Sense was breaking through -
And when they all were seated,
A Service, like a Drum -
Kept beating - beating - till I thought
My Mind was going numb -
And then I heard them lift a Box
And creak across my Soul
With those same Boots of Lead, again,
Then Space - began to toll,
As all the Heavens were a Bell,
And Being, but an Ear,
And I, and Silence, some strange Race
Wrecked, solitary, here -
And then a Plank in Reason, broke,
And I dropped down, and down -
And hit a World, at every plunge,
And Finished knowing - then -




The sound of a funeral in my brain
And men in black there
All go - go - my
Mind tagging along.
But only they will sit,
As the dimensional battle
Knocks - knocks - like a drum -
Over-the-head.
And I hear a drawer raised
And creaking to endure no power -
Their leather boots arose -
And the world - wail,
It feels like the sky - bell,
And the being - only-the-ear,
And I, and silence split
And in a strange way - and collapsed
His mind broken,
And I'm flying all the down - and down -
And beat against the world, and every time
In the mind, leave life.