Reason Is Powerless In The Expression Of

...one Cannot Lodge In If.

Do You Think I Know What I'm Doing? That For One Breath Or Half-breath I Belong To Myself? As Much As A Pen Knows What It's Writing, Or The Ball Can Guess Where It's Going Next.

The Eye Goes Blind When It Only Wants To See Why.

There's Hidden Sweetness In The Stomach's Emptiness.

I Have No Fear To Burn My Mouth And Throat I’m Ready To Drink Every Flame And More.