Empty Island

One or two
The bubbles of life flying through
The empty Island with those steps of shoes
Came up with no rules

What would it be if we loaned
Shoes whose steps unknown
The dusts which stay till dawn
To spread the sign of flamethrower
To seek what peace means in between the howl in the shower
Unconscious being whose heart shouting a hoarse whisper

He walks with empty-handed 
Through the unended dazzle in empty island
What a life! He found himself fainted
What was the sky brush for when it's tinted?
The bubbles popped spreading those colors of noetic 
dispelling the dusts of moldy lunatic


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