Ruffian

It's a real pity you can't run

because
when the dogs with the dengue fever eyes
shed your skin apart, shatter your bones in snowy stars

there is no deliverance from your most contented god

It's a real pity you can't run
as fast as the Ruffian you are by tenet and no

truth
be told, I take my sin at heart with a smile
at the spilling of your blood, at the clenching of their jaws

locked by the poison of rust, and pray on my knees...