Sweet Poison

A fish in the desert

where there is no water to hide

A bee gathering the nectar of flowers

with its poison inside

Sweet poison, sweet as lime

Earth and air are fragrant with decline

You said tomorrow everything is going to be a bit better

the colors are gonna be brighter

the light is gonna be shinier

and the air is gonna be whiter

Pain and pleasure, born as twins

mingling with each other since
and the fish who leaves the desert after all these years

floats into the river of tears.