ILLUSTRATION

Light is all we have, we are

mightily illuminated;

however you try to run off and hide because

they can´t.

Now that you find yourself with

poison running through your head

you wouldn´t dare to shake it and curse it if

we can´t.

Allow me to discover

your myth and its beyond

when the only answer is that

you can´t;

and all alone and silent

I stare at your ghostly figure

and the summit of the universe

means

I Kant.