Tourism
As a dimensional channel waves in digression
Each one heaving its own filmed liberty
The past now secluded as the sky is over
He’s thinking the privacy his own thoughts
I mean that from a city window life
So that mercy as which ties and appeases
Can in society that’s collective regret
Drown a man in future water
Only would you drag your own body
Certainly this is not the last question
Time’s bell: does the sea want to cast the land
When God pushed Cain he felt the toll
Knowing emphasis as grasp
The most competent sleep with meter
He had to lie with Mary save the world
So to go under this is to behold
Her circle’s the ambulance taking him away
The dwarf left for Zarathustra
Don’t wait says the postman
When I was also in the world as I entered it
