He embraces his murderer.
May he win his heart: Do you feel angrier if I survive?
What did I do to make you destroy me?
Two birds fly overhead.
Why don't you shoot upwards?
What do you say?
You grew tired of my embrace and my smell.
Aren't you just as tired of the fear within me?
Then throw your gun in the river! What do you say?
The enemy on the riverbank aims his machine gun at an embrace?
Wednesday, April 16, 2014