Terrible Muse (Nine Stories 2012)

At night when the city sleeps, she comes to me and takes my hand.
We fly through buildings. Through basements. Through attics.
She shows me all most dark places. She shows me all most dark souls.
Violence, murders, incest, dirt, blood, night.

GO AWAY!
DONT GO AWAY!

GO AWAY!
PLEASE DONT GO AWAY!

GO AWAY!

DONT!!!

She always is silent and smiling. Guide on an unknown route.
I can't stop this horror. I just spectator.
I look at the moon, trying to find salvation.
The stone face is indifferent. And we continue our way.

My terrible muse!!! Why you? Why me?
My terrible muse!!! Why you? Why me?

In the morning I wake up in my bed.
But I know it's was no dream. It's no the end.

At night when the city sleeps, she comes to me and takes my hand.
We fly through buildings. Through basements. Through attics.
She shows me all most dark places. She shows me all most dark souls.
Violence, murders, incest, dirt, blood, night.