If you are looking for me
I am beyond nowhere [ … ]
Beyond nowhere there is a place desire opens
like an umbrella,
breeze like thirst sinks deep into the leaves.
Bells of rain carol fresh watery tunes
about how lonely humans are here
where the shadows of tree trunks stream into
If you are looking for me,
come soft and quietly, lest you crack the glass
that cups my loneliness.