So, I’m that random person on a sidewalk.
Let go. Just let it go.
Everything inside is shredding apart.
Everything around me is cooling down.
It’s not me who is pacing to that little death.
My whole being is just a still image,
a permanent suspended mode.
To move my blood you should,
first, break the void.
Everything you do
I observe with a still wax face
Of a motionless doll.
The cruelest creature who ever lived…