Luyện nghe bài hát Worlds Within The Margin

Raindrop the leaf, changing its position slightly on the street
Next to polls of monotonous he walks
Slipping feet steps at random he falls

In the space between his and the ground
Comets cast of their names, stellar neurones
Witnesses inhale the and spit out a million branches

Buds in all directions from which events occur
and virused meetings catch fire and explode
In the of butterfly wings entire cycles of evolution
and faded, sparked
And back into vacuum-filled nirvana

Between the two of my feverish fractals soar
Dance like were they on drugs peyote re-mapped exits
A hasty blink and a million
Will be the same as they never were

In the kinetic energy of a fist
Lies a machine for a parallel universe
With the first movement in the organic
a bouquet of alternative answers
All different and re-divided

in the spinal cord of a trilobite
Written between the on the Meganeura
city maps and dormant dictator semen
Marked their way time

In the kinetic energy of a fist
a birth-machine for a parallel universe