[Flourescent half]



(Gaia sips the drink of artificial red

carefully served by a flourescent sky



She swallows the light

only to throw up shadows minutes later

on a broken public toilet



Inside her

the neonism is fed until it burst with colour

unleashing the brightest shadow of all times



In the street

metallic streams wash the concrete shores

Gaia is wet and sick

but she doesn't care anymore



Hair sticks to her face as she screams

being absorbed by colours



Now she's the brightest one of all

but no one's there to see)



[The Total Orchestra half]



a noise is released; high-pitched

voices, the rumbling of tin and

machines, devilish decibels



open my eyes, see what I expected; red

melted plastic, yellow neon, pompous sunset over Lucky Beach



when everything abates at last

the universal glue cements wrong

to true, keeps

the tongues in place

the weightlessness from life

the total orchestra concluded