she rang today, <br />with teeth, <br />and she said to him: <br />cold for me, cold tremendously, <br />and though I love you <br />unconsciously, <br />never mind won't help. <br />never mind it won't help, <br /> <br />because, the cold is outside, <br />and your blanket already full of holes. <br />pieces of grass are getting. <br />it is also cold. <br />believe me nice, <br />I cannot tear it out, <br />because, I don't have power. <br />don't help and beer <br /> <br />even canned, <br />neither bottle of champagne. <br />I here at the edge, of the forest, <br />for you can freeze up <br />to the morning. <br />please yourself let it be, <br />it blanket full of holes. <br />overcome and stay here <br /> <br />for the entire night... <br />and she got up and she went <br />the truth to tell, she escaped, <br />and from chills barely, <br />to the bed she clouded. <br />she had cold hands, <br />she got a feve. <br />and to her, came Doctor <br /> <br />and... <br />he now, is ill... <br />and she for him is reading <br />in small bed - love story, <br />and it is good. <br />girl well the heart, <br />the Doctor <br />are open-handed...<br /><br />Maria Barbara Korynt<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/she-rang-non-stop/
