tonight is special

my gravity is dissolving 

i rise like smoke 

to create a scent

 that will linger 

instincts are always original

and i follow

pathological creativity

darkens the night

lightens the light

these glowing sparks of ideas

maintain a constant oscillation

bouncing from corner to corner

i collect the evidence 

to make my work explode

i am ready to slip under the moon

i am ready to expose the unexpected

and diffuse into music