All the anodyne
in the world can't palliate the...

(a hymn from the Book of the Crossroads)
Here I go...

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

Looking upon the red canvass
of flower buds...

"Now I invite you
all to the fire!" Said hero...

Time is life
spent in the amnesia...

I hold your hand
to feel you...

They were united
before the world split to two...

Be a hug for me
that my cries could calm in its cradle...

Horizon is the
conundrum of terminus...

We are two glasses rolling,
and gushing each other with sand...

The breeze whispered to me:
see...