Easy

A worm entered my skin, OK, now
the infinite blows out in rays from me!

Better to put words to sleep,
and just leave it alone in my eyes.

No atmosphere apart from each other.
Separate from we, no such thing as me.

In the celebration of need,
fools spend lifetimes,
cash in a tourist trap.

No streets for us
but Eat and Fuck,
yet we climb the embankments
using nothing but our limbs.

If it ain't easy, we hope
it comes accidental
as smashing atoms.