I need your help, how was I to know the guy had a thin skull.
I saw the watch he was wearing and believed that it was mine.
I hit him hard, and he fell, then they say I hit him again and again.
I got the watch.
I rest watching the moon, the staff here say that it makes me worse.
I know that there are three guys sitting waiting for me, like garden gnomes.
I will die if you don’t help, they are waiting for me, from across the divide.
Full of cold and wide awake at 5am, what can you do, but write.