Luyện nghe bài hát Worlds Within The Margin

Raindrop hits the leaf, its position slightly on the street
Next to polls of water he walks
feet from steps at random he falls

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

Buds abloom in all directions from events occur
Relations and virused catch fire and explode
In the margin of butterfly wings entire cycles of
Outplayed and faded,
And leaned back vacuum-filled nirvana

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

In the kinetic of a moving fist
Lies a machine for a parallel universe
With the movement in the organic soap
Came a bouquet of answers
All different multiplied and

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

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