I got the work !
A kichigai came to my bedside and said loud.
My house don't have a guest room, so I set a bed here! Don't you use the new pillow?
Unko Yarou !
My throat had been dry as a CPU. Got be cracked.
Nevertheless the kichigai didn't stop presenting the newborn new madding crack of the kichigai brain.
JUST A OUTBREAK !
What a happy place ! Unko Yarou !
Off course I outbraved it.
Off course I killed it, I'll make it a bottle of shiokara.
Thanx in advance
P.S. I have to go to buy a sphygmomanometer asap.
I really don't wish to pass up an poet just because I may not be able to interpret the piece. It has been a while since I have read one that actually made me think. I am sorry that I don't understand many of the words, but, neverthe less, I really felt the anger & the power in the lines. Thank you for posting this piece.
Ufffff... this is not good. --Deborah Russell