We are essential about inside stuff.
Our inside skirts outside moments
As fickle stuff born of noise snake.
We have existed to outside world
As series of quiet laugh moments.
The very quiet is outside its stuff.
Where we exist in a swirl of belly
It is humongous fish eating world
But tiny silence on wings outside.
Our inside comprehends outside
As a long drawl of the noise snake
Trying to make fury of moments.