We grow accustomed to the dark
When the light is put away

And so we move as far
As enemies

The thought behind we try to join
Unto the thought before

Death is a dialogue between the spirit and the dust
Dilapidation's processes are organized decays
Fundamental cause going from the world we know
Life is only pain but dying is a different way

We make ourselves a place apart
Behind light words that tease and flout

And so we move as far
As enemies

Everything the dead predicted
Has turned out completely different
We peer down the throat of their silence
Infinity's end fused quickly

When evil triumphs, good goes into hiding
When good is manifest, then evil lies low by

Neither can be conquered
Or cast off beyond return
If joy, then with a touch of fear
If despair, then not without some hope

No one hears howling dogs
No one hears footsteps of fate

Nothing twice

A crazy chase in circles ends up persuing the persuer
Humans don't know how to talk to one another

What am I doing here
There's nothing here

Little humans have little minds
The circle of thick skulls expands around us

I'm a child of my age - a premature worry

I believe in the fear of the man
Who will make the great discovery

My fate is blind without foundation
One short step to apprehension

Only what is human can be truly foreign

Curdled smiles
Disrupted sleep
Surplus
Narrow - minded
Primitive

Before I got my eye put out
I liked as well to see
As other creatures that have eyes
And know no other way

It's not that dying hurts us so
This dirty living hurts us more
But dying is a different way
A kind behind the unknown door

Count not that far that can be had
Through the sorrows lie between
Nor that adjacent that beside
Is further than the pain and greed

Find every thought
Unknown
Unborn

Whatever you say now reverberates
Whatever you don't say speaks for itself

The gesture of the hands shielding the head
Has nonetheless remained the same

There's nothing more debauched than thinking
Nothing's sacred for those who think
It is all behind them now
Every beginning is only sequence
This is not a dirge; it's indignation

We ill-fated mad won't fade away
Eyes don't stop shedding tears
The body writhes, falling to the ground
Presence of death
Intoxicating mock despair in every mid-sentence
We're made of stone
We are homeless
With chains of mind

Life is punishment
Shameful dream
This will never end
Instinct can't err
It's a good thing we have stairs to run down
It's a good thing we have gates to open

Dreams which find us innocent for now
Will serve for all a sleepless night

We learn to tell dreams from waking
To realise who we are

Give me your abyss
Sell me your soul

Rage extends its arms to meekness
Victim's eyes smile at the torturer

If these are scales, what pans don't move
If there is justice without excess?

One short step from eternal art to artificial eternity

Pandemic destruction

Give me your abyss
Sell me your soul

Think'st thou to seduce me then with words that have no meaning
Parrots so can learn to prate our speech by pieces gleaming
Nurses teach their children so about the time of weaning
Think'st thou to seduce me then with words that have no meaning

This first step to the madness
Is the excess of sadness
Since false desire could borrow
Tears of dissembled sorrow

In intoxicating despair
We must all be laid
Gnawing at stone

Ruth forgive me if I erred from humane heart's compassion
When I laughed sometimes too much to see their foolish fashion

But alas who else could do that or find such good occasion
Ruth forgive me if I erred from humane heart's compassion
(From law of nature they digress whose form suits not their mind)

More discontents I never had
Since I was born than now

I must not trust here to any
Bereaved, deceived by so many
As one undone by my losses
Ache in human mind is cleaving

Here we are now but late we're hurled
By dreams each one into a separate world

Betrayed, deceived

No places are (this I am sure) secure
In this our wasting war, I'm mad

And he whom we see dejected
Next day we see evicted

It's easy to invent a life
It's easy to efface a death

Live as if you'd never talked to yourself
Kept yourself at arm's length
We have been given no assurance
As concerns our future fate

We know how to handle misfortune
We know how to take bad news
We can minimize injustice
Lighten up God's absence

We are repelling by blind heredity

We believe in the fear of man
In his own infinity

A few clods of dirt and our senseless life
Will break free from circumstance
Important matters are reserved for us
(Is it lofty rhetoric?)

Truth breaks from the bottom
Deep conviction