Stakeholders,
are coming.
There was conflict between
logos and mythos.
One black thorn
was in the flesh.
You come out of the body
to find the window.
One long eel─
surreptitiously enters,
in the guts─
to pluck your eyes out.
But you were
already dead─
after the search of slant light
coming from the liberation.
Crossing the
time zone,
you enter the black hole
traveling at zero hour.