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So happiness is this – a fatty fish

I caught it while I was squatting

at the meanders of desolation.

I offered it a spoon bite,

It bit,

It caught itself

in the kappa of illusions

and it is giving it a try

to creep

to the safety island of the water.

Oh, Lord, how beautiful that fish is!

Oh, Lord, how beautiful it is while it is dying!