Give chance to healing
not to the wound, by being...

One and two are another paradox,
two absolutely diverse opposites...

There are nothing but present,
and present is nothing but the accumulation of...

To My Uncle
Time stopped...

hear the duet of
your question and the silence...

I shall die when I clench or grit
in all these geometrical shapes...

Everything is packaged in the prison of time
until it grows soul...

Look
how inflated I am...

I am still drawing back the bow
of the arrow...

The nature of time:
One day we all are going...

This loneliness is
boundless because we all are...

No one is behind these closed doors.
There are no birthday parties...