Epidermis

Outside in front of my window the sky is opening over slopes and trees - as if it lost in a dresm. Always from the inside out. Vice versa. Mirror experiences included - I cannot see myself. From bar to bar through the Twilight Zone as a stowaway. Consider it from high altitude - just do not fall! The bells are getting louder. I dim theall the lights and sink in my chair. The smoke of my cigarette climbs through the air. The walls of my room fade away in the blue, and I'm deep in a dream... Listen to the musik!