I am wandering around you in a narrow alley,
I am also wandering around in another big street,
walking around nothing.
What is broken,
is the transparency
through the glass
of our existence
Time, I will spit out my regrets
and torture
in screeching vibration
and Blood,
from the most natural mouth
it spouts into you
No one has seen the night breaking white
as clear as I did.
You're my rain
My circuit
My pharmacy
I won't cry anymore
I hope you won't either
Come on, let me overdo my obsession with your wounds