The multiplex cinema is really large
and there are five box office windows:
five girls are sitting inside there,
they are all fake blonds, all very skinny
living statues of anorexia,
and they give tickets with black arms,
because of tattoos, so it seems that
death really enjoyed branding them
with the multiform mark of her hate.
that's not a box office, but rather
a nest of unnatural spiders,
whirling their arms out in hate for God,
people with no faith and no future,
not having the strength to love themselves
and to accept themselves just as Life
dreamed them in her brilliant plan.
besides, I did not come here
to put up with a horror movie!