Berlin

Take a plane to Berlin,
buy a ticket to chaos,
where anything goes
and the rules are absent.

The technicolor streets gleam
bright as a new-born baby,
alert as a toddler,
time to learn a new way of life.

And the starkness of your vision
is correct: this place races
through your bloodstream quicker
than heroin, and its streets
sweep you off your feet
with the new people you meet
the characters you see,
the fundamental attitude
which is built on no rules.

Therein lies its beauty, not in externals,
rather it's an internal virus,
ingested daily by the masses.