Two worthy opponents
two opposite dancers...

I was looking for heroes
not knowing that there are no heroes...

Only the protruded objects have substance
and the hollow ones...

"I invite you all
to the fire," said the hero...

They make those fences
out of their fangs, their canines...

1
It is Christmas Eve...

All my desires, my longing
to reach inside you...

The whole of eternity
is but a short while...

The fires that bake the bread
in the oven of uneven rages and broken hearts...

This makes no sense.
What is this sound...

Me and you
lover and foe...

Could you imagine
I am you and you are me...