They crush you
like a stream-roller
suddenly
the blood reaches a high pressure
and the heart
seems to stop
you get to feel even
what will be
as a futuristic painting
interpreted
individually
but the worst
is when everything is a thrill
the frost of death
surrounds you
and screams to your thoughts
terrifying sentences
as terrifying become
the pictures hanging on the walls
how much I want
a black drape
and that everything will disappear
to hide nowhere
