A pebble falls in the clear pond.
Corrosion withers when I look into your mirror...

It was always drilling in his brain,
_the woodpecker of the clock...

Write them on the sand
Don't carve your words on the rocks...

Why just in opposite can we unite
and tie...

God is dead
God is a star so far that it is...

This very moment
is all I ever have for...

Death is the length we
measure life, we learn to live...

One must see into
the others to become a...

You have lost me
your true-born so...

You, my creation, my art,
you...

Your breasts are
mountain haves of honey and zest...

We shall run into
everything we run away...