Jewels from the hidden geography,
description of a human surface,
Low-pitched inclinations, immediate reality,
discharging prattle…
My second attention unearths more of me,
endless episodes of exploding emotions,
too many to count, catch, or to query.
My potential for action still lost in thought.
Every ulterior motive lays wide open.
I supply the paper rapidly!
Here, the one is the same as the many.
A few seconds seem like hours,
hours like a single moment in time.
Breath soars misprints!
Scribble jets off spent recollections, pure intuition,
exaggerations for your enjoyment.
Jewels from the hidden geography!
Here, a few seconds seem like hours,
hours like a single minute.
At the rate I'm writing, who knows what's next!
Endless episodes of exploding emotions!
Too many to count, catch, or to query!
My second attention unearths more of me,
descriptions of a human surface,
Immediate reality!
Jewels from the hidden geography!