After the first agreement,
The head of blood quenches its curved steps, and clashes with a sob as an actor.
And the rhythm of the dance song
It’s a torrential tears from a wound
Half-open where glimmers of light
Filtering, and the head of the blood resumes its dance
As long as the wires will not go down the drain
It will challenge the lot without hesitation
Dancing with the entire sky turned off.