There’s no need that I tell you what caused the collision, it’s the Big Bang theory that keeps us writhing and living
We’ve been for so long the envy of gods, so drenched in our mortal electrifying blood
The wheels are spinning and
a karmic force comes along in waves and vibrates like a dervish in trance
We are now kaleidoscopic pictures
that are floating in space
Our souls may be doomed, our bodies may end up in some well
or in the bed of an ocean that knows all about sailors and shipwrecks
But when two minds get glued together
there’s no room left for cracks
We’re bound to become fancied history or a timeless bone
thrown to the dog of disgrace
– Mihaela Melnic