i pass by that couple of lovers

it’s like putting the [/my, your] hands in a bucket of sardines

the nibbles are so many

i am injured

it’s not mortal

i passed by that couple of lovers

it was like putting in a bucket of salt

shredded

the hands

the sardines are so many

like [/how] the sun cuts

not even half a cat in sight

like [/how] the light cuts

like [/how] the ship cuts

the scales are so many

it’s like putting the hands

the arms are so many

not even half a cat

not even half a tongue

not even half an ill [/evil, badly]