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