The urge to tell stories,
to tell the story...

I called—
but nothing answered...

I live at point zero,
where no idols rise from belief...

There is no truth
entirely seen...

I am not after winning—
I seek the flame of truth...

You are either imprisoned
by what holds you captive...

What is the use,
being the hero...

I want the world to be fair,
and yet...

(after Lorca)
Yes, dear friend...

I know—
everything I see...

When you are full of feathers,
full of flight...

An officer fell—
today he won’t...