
Boheme Matrix.
Revolutionary Boheme
Calmly angry and intolerably defensive
I stood at evil’s doors
Twice I got inside, no mask nor oxygen tank
Dark night, mind and body vacuum-wrapped
The deeper and longer I stayed inside
The more my wraps were losing air.
As if by chance,
I saw the light from every path.
I was breathing in evil’s polluted air.
My lungs, my tongue still gasped my purity.
I was reaching for you outside,
with water and bonfires.
We knocked at evil’s door again.
Terrorist Boheme

Ungraciously and with brute force
I gatecrashed into evil’s champagne party pool with mask and waist-belt bombs.
Dark smoke, flames in the air.
The deeper and longer I explored
the happier I felt… I visited the heavens.
As if by chance,
I saw the light from every path.
The bombs didn’t go off.
There were tinny cork pieces in guests’ tongues I was reaching out for you outside, with champagne and sunshine.
We gatecrashed again, uncorking champagne.
Bourgeois Boheme

Courteously but with toughness
I visited evil’s polluted hideouts
with mask and oxygen tank.
Dark night, sprinkled with crude oil.
The deeper and longer I was polite to him and her the more the oil stained my soul.
As if by chance,
I saw the light from every path.
I drowned evil with the oil in my skin.
Tainted and wrecked, regurgitating impurities I was reaching out for you outside, with champagne and sunshine.
Our war was further along.
Liberal Boheme

Graciously and with fineness
I submerged in evil’s champaign party pool.
With no mask nor oxygen tank
Dark night, twinkling stars
The deeper and longer I dived
The happier I drowned in all across.
As if by chance.
I saw the light from every path
pleasure did not knocked me down
corks’ bottles were in guests’ lips
I was reaching out for you outside,
with champaign and sunshine.
Our party started further along.

