The bell, an unexpected visit:
a gentleman who asks me
to come along, I have to
I am arrested
but only for further investigation
'Please don't make it any worse!'
At the office, I get a seat
'Please wait here, then it will
be fine, it takes time
You do understand, don't you?
Accuracy is required and you are
not the only one. I wish that was true!'
We get food, just enough
in our own stench, silently
arguing around
the growing puddle of *****
over the rotting mattresses
a soft bed of worms
from the breathtaking **** barrel
It seems we've been quietly forgotten
Sometimes someone whispers
if he dares and faces
the angry glances of fear
of caning, so as not to get crazy
India (Goa in 1675, Inquisition)
"Der Process" (1925, Franz Kafka [1883-1924])
Collection "Short Sermons" #30