The elf knows your soul,
time flips the coin in air
people & insects/diggers of earth
love is hate, hate is tears
i promised to the world: no more
look at this picture-
the scent of human decay/nothing else around
the stanzas float in dreams,
butterflies identical in stature
with inner symbols,
dreams surpass people
in a turmoil of pain and anger,
i utter slowly:
(a chant is awakening)
& angels will dance with spirits
in a backward repetition/of you and me