Just a storm
and the moral vanishes
like an analgesic
in a glass of water
big drops fall
on the desert pavement
swept by the wind
loaded with impurity
in a few moments
all around is night
while inside in the deep
the veil of fear drops
like a lightning
anguish is unleashed
thoughts are broken
by the rumbling roar of a thunder
unconscious desire
to caress the face
pale and unreal
of the intangible dream
border at the edge of madness
where everything is panic
and everything is cancelled
