Crammed with chaos

She rushes out, yelling.

as through a tipped sand timer,

glitters from her eyes,

sinking drops by drops.

Smothered, resisted,

A great toe she was,

within a tight shoe of this world.

Carrying a glass full of roses

Surrounded by greeneries

All she sees is a horizon of desert

And snow falling.

And a lot of people stumbling,

around a station,

watching the souls unite and depart.