(Inspired by Björk’s "Sun in My Mouth")

Morn is undressing before
the green eyes of eventide.
Chinese lilies and nebulae
drown quickly in
turbulent waters
in search of time.

I’ve resolved to murder
every wicked speck of misery.

Steel and Iron shall no longer inflict fear
for I have evolved into
a deity in great need of symmetry.
A deity in great need of symmetry.