I just want to speak
speak where someone
at least a stray dog can listen
better, understand

It was so unfruitful that I kept writing

the essence of writing is suffering
suffering is like star
star is like your friend
friend who never loved you back

love is pathetic
passion is died
dead is god
god is a myth
myth is a new logic
logic is intellectuality

there is so little difference

I have to die to draw his attention
he's busy carving melons for Halloween

It is ghostly wandering
ghosts are too many
many things have to be transparent
I expected his eyes to be
never saw them
never realized he was not into them
though he owned them