"What's it going to be then, eh?"

…You lost your name and your body and your self and you just didn't care,

and you waited until your boot or fingernail

got yellow, then yellower and yellower all the time.

Then the lights started cracking like atomics

and the boot or fingernail or, as it might be, a bit of dirt on your trouser-bottom turned into a big big big mesto (place),

bigger than the whole world,

and you were just going to get introduced to old Bog or God when it was all over...

You were not put on this earth just to get in touch with God.
That sort of thing could sap all the strength and the goodness out of a chelloveck (person).

Just give us moments

Pearly


Text from A Clockwork Orange by Anthony Burgess
Lomo by Sarah Figueroa