The shadows of the couple enter the dark field, crosssilent as a seam
having left at the centera white box, whiteas a box
for a birthday cake. Inside,the baby.Abandoned there
in the tall grass,in the night wind,
he wants for everything: food, warmth, a littlebaby hope.
But the worldswirls around the box. The world
like a forest goes on
and [...]
March 23, 2008
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