Parading

Let the heart go rich with moss.

A sleepless night that gives others a headache

And because you’re not an antelope or a dog

Why not a language stronger than fire and tongue

Are you possessed by a topophilia. (The feeling of affection that individuals have

Look at the birds. Even flying / is born

all my best thoughts / I roll up and let fall carelessly. It is

What was that sound that came in on the dark?

Let me begin again as a speck

You must live with great seriousness