Neither This
With these comparisons, he always gets humiliated
by jumping from one subject to its opposite or staying
in the middle (more or less). He never forgives himself
in any position or movement, only from wherever he
returns he carries like a loot, and in such a secret pride,
a sole grain of rice onto which he incised many war
banners, heroes, dead, trees, flags, and that handsome,
skinny deserter who was naked in front of the rifle barrels
endlessly drummed on his empty water canister.
Manolis Aligizakis 