Taken by a day-long search
For an explanation
To the behaviour of those pet molecules
It is easy to live like in a dream.
Floating over samples
And graphic statistics,
I breath only when the picture is in focus
And has defined borders.
I try not to Forget those little questions
That add corners and colour harmony
I hate you perfection
That pulls my legs and gives me
A Restless insatiable thinking.
I do not chase nor consider you
As no human can reach you.
He can just claim you
In long loud speeches
of impact to the foolish.