Did I
really exist...

"Bellow",
bellows the blacksmith...

Wild pigeons
so happy...

The cacophony of birds
sounded like...

Who gathered me
in his arms...

For a while
embrace...

Crutched
like so many sheep...

Sunrise is spring
midday is summer...

Multi-coloured whirlygigs
and dangling DVD mobiles...

No one's
going to call...

Domani
live tomorrow...

I died
and didn't go to heaven...