Meandering stream, swerves as it goes
Like vapour that vanishes as it appears
It seems to be short
Shorter than we thought
Like particles in space
Up through our orbits
Moving in constant routine
Monotony not monotonous
Change not changing
Still all the same
No thought to provoke
No instinct to kindle
All are like corpses
Caught in static shit
Oh! Please!
Stranded in the middle of the road
Destiny in the end
Buck up, drive rash
Drive without hesitation
May find something better
It's ticking out
No rules, no code,
Only one thing to remember - don't miss the vapour
Inhale it as it appears
Life is steaming out as vapours
Seeing it disappear is losing it
Lost forever.