In the afternoon I was to administer affairs of fuss,
Ogni evening Zazhyhayu.
Hopelessly vague - you
Before me venturing game.
I love this lie, this shine,
Your alluring girl's outfit,
Eternal hubbub and street crack,
Lantern fleeing number.
I like, and admire, and forward
Iridescent colors and words.
I come back and go whence
The depth occurring dreams.
How are you and how did you deceitful white!
I also at the heart of a white lie…
Completing the daily affairs,
I know - will come again in the evening.
5 April 1902
