I’m a fool, I’m shit, I’m a wretch,
I’ll kill any man for sausage.
But open up, please, let us in,
We’ve scratched like beasts for days on end.
I suffer, you hangmen, can’t you see
From urinary incontinency!
September 17, 1941.
Karl Marx Factory.
Translated by Charles Swank and Matvei Yankelevich.
© and courtesy of Ugly Duckling Presse, 2016.