Thank you for your attempts not fall in love with me

For your confinement to yourself expressing passion

Bearing no sense in full and necessary walk along

The wall of cry and torture of future talk between the

Steps in slow motion of the picture that is not a movie

Good bye, my lost and found love of suffer that behind

The time of lust and habit of the calf to sneak to mothers

Warm and soft and empty side. It does not matter that

It’s wide as fence that built for my defense from wolfs

And other nasty things that can approach on silent wings

And take me far away from home and eat alive as long

As I still warm. So what, who cares for my fate, my life

As long as all will go strait to stomachs of the hungry

Birds or their ghostly nest of irreversibly upset

Inhabitants. They also hungry. Why deprive them of

Their legal food, they have all rights to start consume

My tender flesh in single flush be happy filled up

To the top of their heads. And after that to sleep and see

The end of road, the end of hunt as carnivores can see.