Twilight

I'm ... in the twilight from deformed idols, on the corpses ... by hustling of tears and from rough absence of human presence, I lose control, from your soul I take a lot of mud, from a cement sink wait a smile, we kick memories, bitterness overflow, I fall ... but I still do not fall asleep, I gather cold from winter seasons ... in the dusk I roam on foreign balconies, I toss the rotten coat and looking for heat ... quite human!