In the Silicon Valley

There are climates that can wear out shoes like acid
The view out the window is always cut by rain and sunlight,
and fuzzy calculations on a computer
I live in a valley where people will saw off their own leg to sell
to buy a house
All the sublimeness of language has died in a jar breeding
an artificial fetus
There are many such artificial children in the Silicon Valley.
They wear plastic name tags and colorful ties

It's not at all difficult to create an impression
Mix arsenic with wine to drink with dragon meat. Look at the sky
while stuffing a hand into your pants pocket to find a morsel of
bread without breaking it. Lick your own sole then stand straight up
to greet a crowd attending a funeral. In the end everything needs to
happen exactly according to the daily schedule

Thule is a remote settlement in the northwest Greenland
only 450 miles from the top of the world
I want to got there and attempt a journey on dogsled
In this valley even flies can't conceive
Within ten years all the mountains in this place will be
upside-down triangles
The moon will be pulled to Earth by a giant cable
This peninsula will be pushed out to sea by an earthquake
then reattached with Super Glue

At night a train passes ringing a bell, and a barrier is lowered
These are the last sounds of a day in a heaven made of plastic
Before dejection melts with the burning smell of a car collision.

Translated by Linh Dinh