Heterogenic Mind

Green stars below the orange moon

Night becomes so soft & airy

I stand between the shadow of your black cat who used to live near my garden

Chasing a little mouse who walk slowly at the roof

Tonight's sky is not as black as your fav jaguar

He turns gray, like my nanny's thin hair

But not as gray as your new phone

But I still know, that

Deep in your thought

The sky was red

And the moon was blue

The stars not shining

But they just past the sun

The goat do not eating green grass

But purple coal

Who made them delicious

But who cares

You invent a lonely guy who passed the moon

And visit the empty planet

Just to meet his guardian

But who cares

You create the most dangerous phrases

The most beautiful ideas

And turn them to money

But who cares

Who cares

You intermediate my brain

Articulate my nerves.