Minus one I pulled the earth To cover us Just in case we might wear tonight Disarming and bloodless The words we spat out yesterday Like seeds But don't answer me hasty Wait your turn In line I'm waiting for answers From you and from me Again and again Up until yesterday Until reaching the certain and unexpected -1 of the elevator Basement indefinitely And inexorably with anger (Which logic was rented From my imagination tonight?) But I don't want the mud To ferment our bodies Filling with minus one tomorrow Roots of lotus and myths Tie of public decency I began to strip off My clothing Till I remained naked In the middle of nowhere Shouting In a unknown tongue (One way or another, Who would have understood me?) Yet they didn’t arrest me For violation of public decency To stop the shouts They treated me to absinthe And dressed me to the hilt But my shoe-laces Didn’t coordinate With their tie I didn’t le...