Smudged doors
graffiti on the walls signs of past battles
RADIATION anywhere
Vacation in Chernobyl
what am I doing here?
I paid for a vacation in the Bahamas
now I'm going to rest in Chernobyl
this is bad luck
going forward slowly dying
I focus on the invisible death
brothers before the doors, not speaking dead
and they have a nasty radiation field
my time runs out breaking the line
the radiation crazes my brain
fear and smiles
I paid for a vacation in the Bahamas
now I'm going to rest in Chernobyl
this is bad luck