Kurt #2
Yek. . . ! ! ! The last call to a friend When walking around ignore The view is straight toward certainty Did not hear the shouting Alone leave the reality Towards one truth And all back to HIM Here. . . the reality of bitter life When I started my own No lover to accompany When I stood alone Many people hate When I reflect The world seems to be dead And all this seems meaningless Because I understand the true friend I remembered. . . All vomit uncertainty Spread the poetic noise I threw away all the anger...