You feel like you are clenching
ten iron nails around your fist...

As You breathed onto valleys and
endless bearing gardens...

You keep calling this time I use a waste
of reality, distorting my images and learning...

You guard me in my unresponsive sleep
and I wonder how I came to live a fantasy...

I blindly throw a knit scarf
around my neck...

I drift
from the carriage...

I'm through with making situations
that deal out my emotions...

I think these days it is too simple
to fall into blame, cursing our life...

Closing with backward aspects
I feel my mind stop the discriminations...

These words seem out of style
and they can't fit my mouth...

You have no need to pull at my arms
and dangle carelessly the strings...

I was breathed into the coral reef
of aqueous rocks and morning caves...