THE MIDNIGHT DETONATION
feculent flow and saline blue have no
other choice apart from to shared
acceptance, it's helplessness
or natural link, confusion
resides in the minds,
in fact on estuary
her rendering
instigates
the
sleeping igneous massif, in your face the
great curiosity appears in place of
fear, your heart beating rises
to extreme, I know on that
time you just refuse the
compromise, in the
wet midnight, so
far you've had
one and
only
desire to experience the detonation - - -
