It’s possible to create parallel dimensions just for
us and for our theories.
We can belong to wherever we want to.
***
There wasn’t anything above us but we pretended to see
something up there.
Aren’t we free?
Don’t we have a bondless imagination together?
Isn’t our own dimension flexible and expandable?
***
Parallel and synchronized creatures next to a river on
a sunny spring afternoon,
Grey high-heeled shoes and dark violet pantyhose do go
with t-shirts with metal band names.
Some other day we became outsiders and also
foreigners.