Oh! Were you fully educated by the gray-cold days
where life becomes too repulsive to the mind;
and the carnal is avoided by all means?

(Observing the long-winded languor of fragility,
escaping. in a searching. varied. state.)

Next comes a peculiarity; Adaptation.

Never!

You were housed with a real revolt against the rotten,
against the clouds of worry, against all the sunshine,
thoughtful in limitation you play dying in your uncertainty...

Or...

Do you really strive for a bearable existence
where the hard-hearted is all of your cunning?

Life is a perishable commodity without courtesies served.


(Circumstances in detours?)



Cull.