I felt the cable wire on my shoulder blade
out of nowhere, it fell from the roof so myteriously
as if the invisible gods have arrived finally
bringing with them this useless thing:
it started moving, winding across my neck
it started tightening around my throat,
With one strong thrust against the wall I fell down,
It cut and pierced as I writhed on the floor
I was spasmodic, jerking, forcing,
clinging to the wire with my bloodied fingers
clasping to cut it off, wriggling to save my battered neck.
And I had the most wonderful moment in life
as I fought for my last breath, choking
Death and its shadow I saw just around the corner
I was so alive in the congestion, the lingering clogging.