Wednesday 12 November 1980

Zig-zag

Finished? I am thinking so...
No hope more for the trip in 2 weeks.
Being afraid of the winter holiday.
Finished?
Damned asshole! (not you, the reader, but the other)
Helplessness.
In-vain illusions.
Like always.
zig-zag, zig-zag, zig-zag, ...
No real finish.
No marking stones.
Only zig-zag, zig-zag
Half a year ago - boom - - end.
Now:
zig-zag, zig-zag, zig-zag.

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