Words From The Infinity...

GRASS...

WHAT IF PAPERS ARE CUTTERS,
AND CUTTERS ARE ON SKIN,
SKIN IS UNDEAD,
RHYTHMS ARE PINNED;
WHAT IF HEART BEATS SLOW,
WHAT IF SKIES ARE NOT BLUE,
WHAT IF I'M BEING DEAD FOR A CENTURY,
WHAT IF LIFE'S NOT TRUE;
WHAT IF I AM A CHEMICAL,
WHAT IF THEY ARE NEITHER DEAD NOR MYTHICAL,
WHAT IF SUPERNOVAS WERE BIG ENOUGH,
WHAT IF SEMANTICS WERE YOUR PAIN AND ME,

WHAT IF GAS PIPELINES ARE BLOWN;
WHAT IF THEY THINK MY SOUL IS DEAD,
WHAT IF I'M A DEAD SOUL TOO.

OH!
THOSE PLASTIC GRASSES IN MY GRAVEYARD!
DEAD IN RAIN!