What is life but a trance?
It begins high-pitched
screaming, naked of opinion
but calms down.
For a while, it repetitively cries
laughs, poops
then grows into a bigger story.
The story-telling is the longest part,
takes up almost the entire trance
and near the end it gets repetitive.
What's beautiful,
and I mean truly beautiful,
is when hope is lost, you can rely on the normal.
And when you're too bored,
it will change near the end.
Everything will be set right
centered.
