Nights with Midnight Sun
Like willowy hemiramph
Shark is very tender tonight
For just forty years and five days
I have lived through my life
An elegy I just listen to
A rondo of joy I just watch
Drinking, drunken and drinking
A day is breaking
Till when should I live?
Till when should my life continue?
Long ago
I have thrown the words away
Full of joy
The night being over
Without sleeping at all
The day is breaking again
Endless
White nights
A dark hole of
Privacy Novel
Ethyl burns my stomach wall, but
Intoxication subsides
Right in the middle of
Transparent empty space
My brain is getting sharp
And sharper
The instance
A sharp razor sparkles keenly with pain
Strange is
A transparent open laboratory
A sad and painful nature
To live, to survive and to live through
I will cut
My own way through
Filled by bright beams
I will get free