From Sabbaths 2013
I. This is a poet of the river lands,a lowdown man of the deepestdepth of the valley, where gravity gathersthe waters, the poisons, the trash,where light comes late and leaves…
Reflection
Calm down, heartbreak,or at least be quiet. You called on night to falland you see, here it is: an atmosphere of shadowssaturates the city bringing peace to someto others worry.…