Luyện nghe bài hát Worlds Within The Margin

Raindrop hits the leaf, changing its position on the street
to polls of monotonous water he walks
Slipping feet from steps at he falls

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

Buds in all directions from which events occur
Relations and virused meetings fire and explode
In the margin of butterfly wings cycles of evolution
and faded, sparked
And leaned back into nirvana

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

In the kinetic energy of a moving
Lies a birth for a parallel universe
With the first movement in the organic
Came a bouquet of alternative
All different multiplied and

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

In the kinetic energy of a moving
Lies a birth-machine for a universe