Bubbles of thoughts and memories
i am a flickering lightbulb
And desire and living and haps
willing to go out any moment
Slowly emerging from the cerebrospinal
evaporating off my tungsten
Goo, forming the occasional grid that
they diffuse across the vacuum
Seems to resemble a plate, a bell jar
and tarnish the inside of my glass
A jar that I could see through, a jar
lungs filled with pyro i press my finger against
With a sharp unicorn’s horn sticked
my forehead
Hastily on top of it with
fall, dissipate
Cheap glue and duct tape
i become transparent, i become a glass grenade
光明瞬息即成灰，
强寒黑暗摧心深。