Sophistication

Those plastic tuning pins

A Sharpened match

Dragged on fine skin

Imperfect self destruction

Parallel! Focused, but bones are thinner

Superstition! His hand has halves, Its ice is bones

Waves were wires

She strips in smooth thick beads

Take this, take it. All of you and eat it

This time till now

His hopes have lost their concentration

Parallel! Superstition!

His hand has halves, Its ice is bones

Parallel! Focused, but bones are thinner

Supеrstition! His hand has halves, Its ice is bones

If wavеs were wires

She strips in smooth thick beads

Take this, take it!

Imperfect self destruction