Touch the second
Trapped in a capacious cup
And stare to see the time
Sweating inside
Living the life out
Can you smell it?
Condensed on the inner side
Condemned to death
The victim of felony
In agony
Collapsed
To become a steam
In order to exist
Even time himself can not resist the Lapse of Time
Irony?
Can you sense this moment
Perched underneath your nostril?
Shut your eyes
Can you see it now?
It's taking a bow…
Now, can you yell
At the face
Of silent space?
Imprisoned in the cup
Hear the thrill as vibration of the air in your ear
The Air will never be the same
This moment is not going to happen again…
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