Red Cubes. Purples Cubes. Blue Cubes.

Arrange them and then rearrange them.
Three reds in a row and then they vanish.
The aim of this game is to clear the board.
I don't care about clearance,
or about winning.

Midnight
is long gone.
I should probably aim at winning.
So I could go.
Probably to sleep.

Golden Cubes, Green Cubes, Pink Cubes.
With movement comes a rhythm.
One, two, three - Vanish.
One, two, three - Vanish.
One, Two, Three - vanisssshh...
No-no.
Give this rhythm some meaning. A deep meaning. A dark
meaning.
Flop a disk and turn the speakers on -
"
But before you come to any conclusion...
Try walking in my shoes...'' sings a man.
Red shoes. Blue shoes. Golden shoes...
One, two, three - Vanish. One, two, three - Vanish.
"
You'll stumble in my footsteps'', the man continues.

I stop.

I can't stop.

Orange Cubes. Star engraved Cubes, and then some brickish
Stubborn Cubes that just refused to be moved.
It's okay. I'm not ready to go anyway.
Wait.
I found a special Bomb Cube.
Use it, and the stubborn ones become explosive.
Boom-boom-vanish. Boom-boom-vanish.

The game stopped.

If I want to continue to play
I have to pay.
I don't do credit cards on the Internet.

I'll just start again.

Red Cubes. Purple Cubes. Blue Cubes.
He's home.
Golden Cubes, Green Cubes, Orange Cubes.
He turns on the light.
Orange Cubes. Star engraved Cubes, and then some brickish
Stubborn Cubes that just refused to be moved.
It's okay. I found some special Bomb Cubes anyway.
He plays guitar.
I don't want to play guitar,
or cubes.
I want to close the door,
and
dream of colours.


Morning.
Or is it afternoon...?

Red Cubes. Purples Cubes. Blue Cubes.
He left.
Golden Cubes, Green Cubes, Pink Cubes.
He called.
Orange Cubes. Star engraved Cubes, and then some brickish
Stubborn Cubes that just refused to be moved.

It's REALLY
O
KAY
I can bomb the whole place
.anyway