sun I wanted to write, and I went night
Justice, and I could only scribble clownish
I wanted to write: I believe you
And just resign myself out .
Lies, lies,
blue uniforms, shouting
black
humiliating nudity.
That smell that gets into the veins, which are not coming from the nose while the scrub with steel
foul-dirty-violent
Terror
Pain Without
calm
Night, abusive
night without stars
bars just before the filth
Impotence
Restlessness
Dreaming those uniforms
fear them
sprout
Sweating
Bleeding inside
And just wanted to write out sun night ... but
Roxana