on my way home,after
passing a restless day,
it whispered in my ear,
no matter how much effort
I put in living through
given winters, —
— I will still
struggle for starvation,
until death.
on my way home,after
passing a restless day,
it whispered in my ear,
no matter how much effort
I put in living through
given winters, —
— I will still
struggle for starvation,
until death.