i've got
but only
one
breath
left.
and just for me,
my narrow lungs…
to breathe.
who'll live to… tell?..
one goes there where the
dead ones
dwell
one stays.
which
one?..
with my breath left…
i need it -
but i
need him
kept…
alive.
with his
stopped
heart
and through the breath we'll
have to
part.
(i hold it.
hold
my
breath
while i
decide)
it's out now for my hands to hide
the small cold cloud….
no one's shall be it.
no
one's…
i'm too confused to think…
too dead….
like - him.
i'll give the cloud to him.
just so… he's too alive to die.
and i'
m…
too dead to live.
to breathe……………
(7 апреля 2002, 17:49)
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