They would not let God
into His own house...
I live in Toronto
For 46 years now...
Let the king of my heart
Wash my soul...
Red
hoodies...
Why does the dead fish still stir
toward the unbitten bait...
Marlene you are God's child
Marlene you lived a long time already...
When I was a little boy
I used to make...
The hourglass narrows—
time’s throat swallows lies...
B is the echo of A—
a ripple born in time...
In the end,
you are the ultimate victims...
He said:
How can you be one of us...
A mirror stranger,
a parallel...