It´s been sometime that
I notice the sink of my bathroom
Was transformed in a vivarium
Of wormy animal forms
They used to steal away
With torpid movements
To outside of the sink hole
Exposing its horrendous
Grubbing carcass
I decided to eliminate them
´Cos its presence disturbs me
A presence that come to haunt
My worst nightmares
Where I present the revenge moment
When they eat my flesh
As soon as my coffin get down
The ultimate seven palms
I used ammonium chloride to dislodge the worms
And the ceramics surface was
Totally taken by them
Following, I dropped hot water in the blacken sink
And a vortex took them, with their stertor
A little more of chloride was enough
To annihilate the lasting worms
Then, suddenly, I sow something unbelievable
Emerging from the sink hole, from the momentary asepsis
Arises "the moving finger"
(Pointing to me).