I've got five screens
One a computer
Other four, the walls
Projected lives, that's it...
That's it, it's all
This world, the ball
But i see is walls, I say
A planar dismay
And that's all I saws
Flat dreams that call
Bounce and echo and fall
Reverberated, fluctuated,
But unchanged like a sine
Quizás a sign, I love pie
No lo sé, can I say
I'm a round idiot, a stall
Affixed, to what?
That's right, the fuckin walls
The alls, our stalling walls
That's it, that's all
I fall in walls
The additional dimensional walls
My four to five walls, my life
My five to life worldly walls
Interesting circular walls
