I am everybody and every time, I always call myself by your name.
Whom can I ask what I came to make happen in this world?
We open the halves of a miracle, and a clotting of acids brims into the starry divisions: creation's original juices, irreducible, changeless, alive: so the freshness lives on
I need the sea because it teaches me
In your eyes of mourning the land of dreams begins.
My soul is an empty carousel at sunset.