Solitude

Solitude Solitude Also a life My life Solitude Existence It’s my life Solitude, Suffering Lost life, Death My life is death Master: No. You aren’t the Death Vilmos: Why do you say this, my dear Master, my dear Satan? Master: Because you can’t die. Vilmos: Am I incapable of dying? Master: Vilmos, I can’t die. It’s not possible. Vilmos: Why? Master: Because you are mine. You are mine. Your life is mine. Vilmos: Thank you my new life. Master: I chose you. Vilmos: Oh, my Master, a famous poet is watching me from the wall of my room. Master: I’ll send him the barrel of Amontillado. Vilmos: Master, come here, come here. Master: Later. The wine bottle is empty. Vilmos: Oh, Sorry Master! I’ll bring a new one. Master: Go. Vilmos: Master, I just came back. I just brought cider. Master: That’s great! Let’s drink! Vilmos: Cheers, Master! Master: Vilmos, stop talking now. Finish this conversation. Write a poem to your only love. Vilmos: I do it now, oh, my Satan! Master: Thank you, my student. Use your style. Oh, my love, my only love, my forever love Please, please forget my life Forget my life. You have no that I love you. I love you. I loved you. I needed you. I wanted you. I don’t follow you Don’t follow me I love you I loved you I lost my life I didn’t get your life I didn’t get your life I didn’t get your life I loved your life I loved your life I needed your life I needed our life You killed our life You killed us You killed our children You killed my I love you, I love you I kill you, I kill you I need you, I need you I want you, I want you I have no life You are missing You are missing Empty my life Emma, I can’t forget you Emma, I love you I want your death I am doing black magic Master: Vilmos, stop now. Vilmos: Why? Master: Don’t talk about your magic. Vilmos: I want her dead. Master: Is that right? Vilmos: I want her dead to save her life. Master: You will get another woman. Vilmos: Thank you. Master: I will choose her for you. Vilmos: Please. I am not a misogynist. Master: I know. You are the same as me. Vilmos: Yeah. Oh, Master! Oh, Vilmos!