Remote - Leoniden

embrace the artificial lungs in your chest!

don’t

forget the artificial tongue in your head!

you

breathe and speak for someone else, that was

made by us all, but who was never planned.

face,

your father would believe that we’re wrong!

do

you feel this artificial weight on our tongues.

he

pressures us as long as we try to talk.

seize the

silence!

feel those shivering islands!

close your

trembling eyelids!

keep those words beneath your

hurting pride!

and never tell anyone anything!

your brother would believe that we’re right,

but he has an artificial chain on his eyes.

he sees

and reads for someone else, that was made by us

all, but who was never planned.

hunted by remote and twisted lips are things that

we experience.

embrace it!

for the sake of faces

that may share your silent words.