Perfect Average - Haujobb

alone among millions

of single pieces of something complete

fading in an upper floor

exposed to a constant monotone

consume belief in all

the own opportunities

confusion for all

that clarity

the only ecstasy

too hard to resist

the direction of my feet

guidelines placed right

to localize the line of least resistance

so glad to touch

a simulated paradise

in order of appearance

average beings

burst out laughing

merge in just one scream

we’re still waiting

for the promised wings

here

so close

to the sky

far away from heaven

here

where gravitation

allows to stand upright

and never rest