17-11-2023
Friday
Large pain, high Fame
I learned all this from the city
Around the crowd, against the loud
I learned all this from the city
All patiently, high blindly
I learned all this from the city
Two eyes, blue sight
Tired eyes, that are high
The heart is sick with anguish
Now at the last of Triangules
That living curse of curse
In earth, in air, in water
All our plants and all nature
Thus, it is finished
Infinity, definitely
All this things, I just learned from the city
Fool of full city, full of Fool city
(“We bow down what we learned from the city, cause, it is needy“.-DIARYPOEM24)