When you were talking about purity of platelets
I was thinking to let the blood flow.
How easy it has become to kill now?
Is it not homecoming of the violence?
You were looking for a method to execute yourself
and I was searching for an answer to become free
from bondage of self-contradiction.
The veins are bulging on my hands.
Death will not be happy to see me.
The blood has already frozen.
From your side and from world’s view
the ending of conscience is the right thing.
But I squirm and I scream, gallows are forever.