Good Night, Captain
Good morning, Captain.
Slint
There’s somebody out there
Right outside the door
You can hear them breathing
You can hear them fucking
Gnaw
I’m a happy man and God loves me. It’s fine in hospital, I’ve found the necessary time, the essential time. I do nothing in particular in this time, I only vaguely reminisce. Lelica comes then. We talk and pretend that there’s nothing wrong at all. She holds my hand. Her hand is soft and wet. And nothing really happens and nothing will ever happen and I’ve been told I’ll be an invalid after all, but this is not important, I know many that I have crippled and that we have crippled, I used to pity them, that was in the past, in the war (anything was possible then), now I know that justice is established, because, if there was no
