I hate you,
Because you relegated this hurricane
This violent hurricane that
Constantly rages inside me,
To a disgusting, pulsating,
Slimy grey lump behind my cranium
Divided into microscopic fragments
And contained in small rivulets of
Substances
These intensive feelings,
Whether they be of hate or of
Love, are in spite of everything the only
Meaning I seem to see in life
Either a being consists of cold
Lifeless concrete, or of a violent
Bubbling och crackling pot
of white-hot storms of feelings
Today I am possessed by exactly that