Change your way of limping
around the world
because you know what will come soon:
a real broken leg
and you know this will come true
you can’t get away.
Daylight, dawn and evening
around the world
and you know what we’ll come to.
Do I have to say?
Everybody will eat you.
Every body robs graves
and our ghosts stay forever confined
in wherever we haunt
and hopelessly want to
but can’t get away
and our bones do blow away
in pink light.