He said, "Leave me alone.
Can’t you see I am a cripple now...

An artist creates
only in the presence of light...

A stream forever
crosses enclosed by the two...

If I have been in your town
for some times...

I was merely a
reflection on the water...

"O father" where has your fever gone?
Where has your wisdom gone...

If you do not have conscience
You do not hear them...

Behold!
They crusade to crucify...

All my ventures in the flesh of grapes
were because...

An unbitten apple
is the apple that is dined by its own worms...

We are dreaming without me and you,
gasping oxygen from the bubbles...

In the salt water of these eyes
there are aquariums of the most glorious colour...