Bullies of life!I've had to run...
Run away so naked and so beaten
I've had to twist and chime
when devoured by indolence..
I've had to spin around myself,
leave this place,beg and face,
bend and taste the sludge
and sip it slowly..

And I'm ready to catch you
and ready to drop you
As if whole spring blossomed inside me
Sprang from my eyes, my mouth,my nostrils
And stuffed your brain
with what the others
thoughtlessly discard...

So, if I have to know
I choose to know the wrinkled sun
Cause I am never
How could he become a friend of mine?

And if I have to be
I choose to be the fall
Not as a drama or a fucking joke,
but as a simple,perpetual faint
on a rot terrain.