”Out of my mind”
Some within the absence of this credit my mind
The lump of meat pieces of dark areas As a kind of heart beat breast
Are alive
Even when it is fully closing the disease even when you are sleeping
Pulsating beating around the chest
The fear becomes crowd of place not anything become afraid
Like a not my like when you are unmistakable
Like a being in the universe
Like a floating in the air
Quietly with blood flowing beat vigorously chest …
It has quietly pulsing in me and I close my eyes
”Poet - Moderns…”
