In the backyard
you see a white stain
Nevertheless, looking unreal

like a tiny passage to emptiness

Thinking of touching the thing

you kneel over it
Interest exceeding carefulness
you'll be soon in pieces in nothingness...


The parts of the fingers you put in the hole
are now taken to another dimension

It's enlarging itself with the power you gave
Now a metre wide, you'll be dead in a while


Ruthless...

Now you have no feet

The thing has become ten metres wide
You can hear its masticating
and the silent, ironic laughter


Another victim suffering
You pray to god

Your screaming won't stop until your mouth has been
teleported thoroughly