| Frida: |
So whud'z duh point ah diz poem? |
| Dmiritri: |
Huh? Duz poetry need a point? |
| Frida: |
(shrugging her shoulders) Why not? |
| Dmiritri: |
For me, it's all about smallness: there are forces at work on us much larger than ourselves. |
| Satoru: |
Really? For me, it's about facing death with élan.
We're all going ta get cooked in the oven of time. The question is: can do it with zing instead of whimpering? |
