It is endless
their aptitude of flaming to burst and blaze out...

If you cannot afford to defend yourself
you are almost as good as guilty...

The reason of hideousness
is that we could learn beauty...

She cried for a little gingerbread,
its arm was missing...

The gloom benights
and the twilight alights...

They sing of thee
they worship thee on their knees...

They all wait like vultures:
When the injured bird would fall...

You would never be lost
if you find...

Leave the wastes where they belong:
in the stores...

We’ve been devoured
therefor we are devouring machines...

All the fire in the world
is nothing...

Like waves
that retreat and climb...