24X96 - Ebminorium

The jackdaw sat on a twig – the tree bent down, I thought about it – time was in a hurry shutdown. I had plenty of time at first, The jackdaw jumped into a hollow. The tree fell loud and very durst. Suddenly I’m tired to wallow. I became a blackie raven, Flow after frisky jackdaw. But some idiot craven Сlosed the magic door. Ebminorium, Ebminorium… In my head now… Ebminorium... Time is running out, I can’t keep it. No recovering… no recovering… Oceans vast… My soul is split In air waves hovering… waves lovering… Ebminorium, Ebminorium… Ebminorium, Ebminorium… In my head… Ebminorium… Ebminorium, Ebminorium… Around there is a solid Ebminorium…