Alien blues

Neptune continued to spin 

like an old scratched record 

when I was born into boredom.

I know the tune but not the lyrics.

This first planetary taste was bitter.

like a motherless manger ...

But I have become a milky voice legend !

A counterfeit intelligence ,took control

of my nonsense ,instructing me the silence. 

And then the symptomatic living

locked me in the storm room...

 Lost artistic alien ,looking for incarnated

  dragonfly in the autistic no-sphere...

I try to lie to time by inventing lives

I never knew how to live ...

 A female android whispers to me :

   '' I love you ! '' 

And I reply  : ''  Me neither ! '' 

 You 're not aware of the alien politeness !

 Before heading back to the blue planet,

I will cleanse my system of all its virtuous sins...

 And be reborn through my revealed form

of dissociated truth ...