(mini-epos about doing nothing, in progress)
Part.3.
XII. Monday. 5 in the morning.
What's my fate?
Will I find out because, damn it,
This uncertainty is killing me...
XIII. The white boss said,
'I've already given the case a run.
Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow,
And your nerve will run out.
XIV. They're gonna cut it out.
They'll cut. If anything, I prefer
Get free of the damn thing...
Get out of me, you fool!
XV. As shortly as possible, I don't wanna wait.
Is there a decision? It's not a delay!
What is to happen, let it happen...
less time to think.
Part 4.
Tuesday. Today's decision. Rounding:
`Tomorrow or the day after next day under knife ` –
said the boss of the white ones.
He said the same thing yesterday!
17th Sacrebleu!
No decision – yes or no?!
Let them yet decide,
When the sharp ones are treated.
XVIII. erstwhile before, last century,
He was besides 'in charge',
It's been 2 hours.
And they already took me in.
...fast, smooth. I slept well.
(With Morpheus I had a bar).
After waking up a fewer days and...
I saw the door again.
XX. On your garbage – what a joy!
In a month, I restored my fitness.
Now possibly it'll take longer...
But first, you gotta give up.
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