***
Cruel existence I live, I die out
I’m all aflame and I drown
in the mouth of a tragic cannibal
suddenly I dry up and pass into stone.
The large intestine of the cannibal
cogitates when the misfortune falls
upon you out of the blue an eye
knocks against your mirror
when I believe that I suffer
the most intensely. Thus
the uninterrupted, inexorable
destiny drives me on an empty
stomach all is comforted.
No comments:
Post a Comment