Swarm of bees

Yet another silent truth

beneath a veil of uncertainty

to oppose is to distract your reality

and jump in muddy waters just to find yourself

serenading feverish lyrics

songs are always responsible for detaining fear or love

in colourful transgressions, samba, rumba, tango

a rude pain, no

I had to keep my mouth closed and breath

through my eyes

to see people, joyfully careless

funny how it all flows

an unstoppable howl

Buchanan Street is so busy

and my voltage is low


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