El mar es un azar
qué tentación echar
una botella al mar
poner en ella por ejemplo un grillo
un barco sin velamen y una espiga
sobrantes de lujuria algún milagro
y un folio rebosante de noticias
Don't look. The world's about to break. Don't look. The world's about to chuck out all its light And stuff us in the chokepit of its dark, That black and fat suffocated place Where we will kill or die or dance or weep Or scream of whine or squeak like mice To renegotiate our starting price. HAROLD PINTER