I'm like a fat girl
Who decides to diet
And manages to become anorexic

I'm like the priest who has raped one of the congregation
And has decided to try again
Thus managing to become part of an equestrian show

I'm like a bullfighter who has wrongly
Spared the bull
And manages to become a Bullsparer

I'm like the horse that has decided
Because of pride to crash into the fence
And manages to become valuable horsemeat

I'm like the cuckolded husband who has decided
Not to see and who becomes blind
I'm like the blind man who has decided to see
And manages to become a cuckolded husband

I'm like a man offended who has decided
To decide to strike back
But doesn't know how
Doesn't know at what
Or at who
And manages to move over
To the other side of the priest
To the other side of the fence
To the other side of the bull
To the side of wrong

I'm like the sum of the bull
Plus the horse's fence
I'm like the difference
Between a multiplication
With a comma and without

I'm like the punctuation in a billion
Three zeros and three zeros and three zeros
And a euro, a  saurian, a Taurus
An aspersorium, an ostensorium

I'm like the insomniac who finally manages
To fall asleep and dreams of killing
Bulls priests husbands wives horses
And poems about fat girls on a diet