The bad vibe nobody takes it from me, like a pufferfish I carry poison for me and murder for all, because it's a sentence, but this concern without hours and time that doesn’t have a stopwatch is mine. Because it only knows how to follow me like a shadow with a needle, and I would like to have a way to transcript everything that it doesn’t tell. But for that, I should be able to sit and drink tea with my insanity, and for that time I have, however, courage dodges me and well, the bad vibe stays 

stays

stays

waiting behind the scenes for the misfortune to be as delicious as it whispers to me. 

TA.