Weightlessness, Pt. II

Weightlessness

For the first time
I felt pleasure.
L fell out of the window
of my delectation.

"image of
A parallel world"
My fetal imagination
is my autopilot.

My autopilot

L am smoothly floating
in weightlessness.
I'm leading the fingertips
across the sky.

The kaleidoscope of
Thoughts is circling.
Around everything is
Surprising as if I'm sleeping.

I believe in
The Sweet Life.
Dreams come true
gradually.
Extreme burns
to the ash
And leaves a scar
On a poisoned flesh.