I.... I will. I will not. I will not. . No, I will not. . How dare you, says the angel. He crashes down from the heights. Shakes the disbeliever. Shakes the disbelievers head.
Let's Talk. Let's talk. Let the dirt fall. Let Heads Roll. . No kind hand is reaching out for me tonight. I slept facing the wall. I dreamt of buildings in pieces.
Had do we cope. With the days after a death?. Empty days, nothing left. Not even a funeral. . I see shapes falling inside. Paintings. Animals and humans, row upon row.