after x beers I turn into a phantom
which you want to escape by sleeping away
the cigarette too strong
the beer
too
mild
it is then that I branch out
we have six arms like Shiva
three torsos and heads
we stand around you with eyebrows raised thrice
with a cigarette three times identically raised to the lips
three ghostlike sisters
blame
threat
challenge
Text: Lucia Kramarova
Illustrations: Gabriela Halás
