To Elisabeth

Elisabeth Elisabeth Line, a lady coming in the car, I just watching a lady A lady on the opposite side, in front of me with two children; Lives Nice young lady, but where is the husband? I ask myself. No answer The train slowly slows and stops, stops at a stop, in a station At a railway station, the door opens, and a lady is coming, she sits down right On my right side, hmm, I watched the two children and their mom; the lady sat down Hmm. She was as if she wanted to sit on my lap. Hmm. Single lady. I am afraid This is the reality in my life. I am afraid of women. I fear in this age of the woman. I was charged. Hmm. Sexual harassment is not my style. True is the winner. I asked God The Crown Court and the Police did the perfect investigation. Vilmos is not guilty. – Thank you This is the life. Real story. It’s happened. This is happened in my life. Oh, the lady beside me was so nice. Amazing creature of Life Yes, yes. I felt her look on my face. Hmm, love from a life gone Yeah, I just wrote on my phone my self-killer poems to life to bye She watched the texts, the words on my phone – I felt the look of her She read my sentences. I had a flame on my right cheek. Life gone Hmm. Farringdon Station came. Said me: Get out! The Metropolitan Line is yours! Goodbye, Elisabeth. I don’t know who you are I love you.