In A Dutch Forest (Hessenheem-Markelo).

Walking through the forest
I see from the corner of my eye
Half a man
When I look up
He cannot be seen

All of a sudden in front of me in the scrub
A rapid dark phantom
¿What?
A shepherd or a wolf
When I look up he is not

Blond just for a moment
He was there
A golden hound
Next to the path
Where I walk

I call my companion
He does not notice
The shapes of the yonder
Sees my four-footed friend not
And when I look again me neither

Fairytale forest or tumor
What does Radium
In the head
Of a seven year old boy
With irradiated pins up his nose