Temptations dance for me in my silence
Like goddesses of marble drained from Olympus
I`d dance with them immune and heterotrophy
Inventing words out of lack of metaphors
I invent them because
Temptations hum my pain
Out of lack of metaphors
I desecrate the my most dear tool
I will never ever purify
So far away am I
Of the idea that could wrap me like a fur
If I wouldn`t be an animal already.
Which I am. Which I am.

Because, in my silence,
Where temptations play a personal folk
I disappear
Eaten by them like by worms
My silence is shattered chaotically by temptations
I do not gleam death anymore…
I WILL LIVE FOREVER
I`ll taste infinitely all the temptations
Even if I bleed
Abruptly, deeply, alchemically, obediently
I will live forever
With them only.