In an infinite atmosphere,

in the perfect, personal planetarium:

I sleep relaxed,

I don’t hesitate.

I glow knowledge,

I don’t lie.

I am forever satisfied.

Then, sonorous sensations surrounds my cranium

like canaries do in states of cartoon confusion

and my soles fail to leave earth

I wish to have the life of an optimist, an eternalist, a hedonist

to forever be in amor with amour.