Last song of a lunar trapezist (or a neo-futurist anti/war poem)

me x you what's the result
tu-tum tu-tum tu-tum tu-tum
my heart is tu-tumming
in the bone cage because
I do not knooooooooooow the result

we were
subtracted
submitted
substantialized
sub ub ub
blobobloblob

now I'm here
you're there
wooooop alé zan zan
now you're here
I'm there
wooooop alé zum zum

what is the result
if we decide to multiply
to multiplay
multiply ply play play pliù pliù
for the last time

Last song of a lunar trapezist (or a neo-futurist anti/war poem)

zaaaang swift
swap shift shelf
self hop hipitty
hoppity scracth
scare
I'm scared
satellites are scary
the responsabilities of gravity are scary
gravity is scarrrrrrry
thiiiings touring ing ing ing in the void
are scary
rhitmhic dancing of sound
the beat of nothiiiiing heeere roooound
is scary

all that sorround you is
sooooooo damneeeed daaaaaark
to be obviously incredibly absolutely ly ly ly
scary

could we multiply
could we love each other
if everithing is sooo
scary
?