I do not
love you – you
have given
me nothing
we have
wasted our times
you look
like misfortune – yet
men desire
you – they desire
your warmth
I could not take
I do hate
you and all your ones
your broken
voice – your teeth
get out of
me at last – you
we sat by
the fountain where
I cycled
you out – now you drive
to
Bratislava – but I just sleep
