Garastāvoklis:

drained

from Košice to Prešow four-lane highway, we rushed down through the night. And down there, by the border of the town, I found two girls by the highway hitchhiking with a sign(who, the fuck, remembers what’s written on it); girls, are you going to Swidnik? I asked them, and it was not hard, they were from some grammar school, I suppose; and after a while we become friends.

Sheltering night, pondering sky
Why go to Swidnik?
Let’s fuck right there.
We get in the tent,
down by the creek
It was not hard to unfold them

they were from a grammar school, I suppose. By the flame of a fire I unbuttoned my purse (a hair of blonde, a smile of sleep) and said Slovakian cunt and added to it Latvian dick. So to be. There are no leftists when it’s about cunts – we all are radical right there; everybody wants to fuck their own and everybody’s else.
Two white girls, and a white guy — what an idyll.