Titulli: Fragmente te perzgjedhura
This makes no sense.ja nje fragment i zgjedhur nga Jean Genet - Dialogue between the Sun and Moon :
To the vertical ease of cypresses, I propose the confusion of lianas. We flow, we crawl. Minutes and hours overlap. Time is elastic. It stretches, it lengthens, it shrinks. It's a mish-mash. We smoke. We get hard. We drowse. Electric currents circulate in the filaments enclosing the walls. Rocky has just shat. He squats in his corner. He removes his hand from his covers... he extends his arm... he touches the wall... he caresses the typical portrait of the killer:
A mass of shadows has just added itself to the total mass of nights. This passing night is, at the same time, all the darkness of the times...