Written just after removing a hellish coat of dust.

Do you feel any pleasure?

I feel relaxed.

(though)I suppose I don’t really want to leave you,

-And every time I go to ‘that place’ I do-and it could be that I’m trying not to. For a positive affect. A warm feeling.

Daggers there are

In her eyes

Because she wants (something from) me I don’t know why-

She has everything from the clear blue skies

From the need that fills the vein

She feels (it all) differently than I?

I’ll say!

Now all together: let it die! Upon hearing screams and cries

Don’t make me watch it

Be quick about it

Let it die.