I exploded with rage: "Damn you,you sinister creature!" I screamed with an abrupt blast.
"I'd like to take you by the throat!
Do we have to lose all our happiness to you?!"
"No!" yelled the damsel, "we mustn't!
There's a dull, lank word,
A solace for the frail, and we call it: pity!
But there's also a powerful word,
a refreshment for the strong, and we call it: now!"
And a nameless anger
bubbled up in us - as did a hot desire.
And in this anger, and this desire
we both went - to Hiller.
And our eyes blitzed and burned,
And our hearts stood in flames,
And from the thousand banned foods,
we ordered supper together:
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