Inwards, inwards faster and faster
A whirling zoom towards You and Your spirit
Through dust clouds as cold as ice
we only share nothingness with giants of ice and gas
while falling presses my eyes
so flowers open on the walls of the ship
The planet of water and green appears
A soap bubble of shape and content
where everything only exists on the surface
The atmosphere is broken as I burst the bubble
and head towards the surface with roaring engines
towards Your city, Your house, Yourself and Your mind
For a moment I hover in front of Your face
before taking the express route through Your eyes
The cabin light shuts down and I can smell Your scent in the darkness
before the red emergency lights make even the metal furry
How I have to wonder
when I see Your mind
So confused and brave it defies everything
as if it was supported by twisted chains
of diabolical steroids
I have to shake my head to break away from the sight
so I can start the search for the blocking
The hole that pulls You away from life
and that threatens with making You a passive observer
It must not be, I think
and press enter and play with the index and the little finger
Inside Your silence I float in my drop to the sound of classical music
In the red light, the reflection of the screens can be seen on my brow
Green lines who change faster than sixteenths
And the answer appears
Why didn't I understand and see it from the very beginning!
The tumour becomes invisible when all that surrounds You isolates You
as if society should prevent itself from existing
Could it be any clearer
when the human mono-culture exploits Your soul?
With freshly opened eyes I lean back in the seat
and with a gush of violins and oboe I sail out
in a tear on Your cheek
