music of a drizzle,
wet smell of earth
a sun scattered face,
...
when I laugh,
the whole body
one big mouth
of laughter
...
may the eyes of every
slithering light be blindfolded,
my love is here with me
...
no knowing of
right or wrong
that your form
shape the words
...
flame goes out
moth whirls blind
where will it die now
slow withered wingless
...
have sieved the
ruins of discarded
things,
...