Max Frye. My Ragnarok (№ 103893)

Worthless poet who writes based on the fact that his scribbles will ever read! The poet writes not for the people, not for gods, not even for eternity, which hardly can read, but only because burning words come from nowhere and mercilessly tearing the Breasts, or because of the poet nothing but words, and he is afraid to disappear, if you stop saying...