I don't know what is true
I see relations and doubt
about my head-servant

because he's doing it compulsively
He always connects memories
through all their twists and turns

So more and more often
I want him to redo it
But it costs him more and more

fantasy to understand
what is happening and, sum-
marized, still is not tenable

because it comes haphazardly
from all criss-cross sides
gets lost in me and disintegrates