At first a chair dumped in the abyss Then a bed fell there and then a table, I had pushed it down Myself, don't want it to be kept Then a schoolbook called "Mother Tongue" A photo of the whole of my family Then it came to...

1. We are surrounded by Objects and people Both of them wound the eye It’s better to live in the dark I’m in a park Sitting on a bench, following the passing family up I’m sick of light It’s January, winter; i...

From nowhere with love on the ties of MarchemberMy dear, precious, darling, no matterEven whoFor the features of face, to speak frankly, I just cannot rememberThis is not yours and no one'sFaithful friend, greeting youFrom one...