The deer passed
through the thin air of distance...

I saw your cold cadaver.
I embraced your cold cadaver...

There was a path of brief moments
_at the table in the park...

You call my poems ancient,
yet read them as if they breathe...

Kindness is a rare commodity,
even though it’s capitalized...

The observer and the observed are the same,
yet that sameness cannot be observed...

What difference does it make—
this corner or that...

The whole world was only a cell, and your cell was...
It was freedom...

Free space at last:
truth alone fills the silence...

In halls of norm's rule,
the insane look on and sigh...

Out,
in...

All truth hides in a bird’s small silence,
the world’s secret...