my back is healed because sweat is climbing like a snake but it's summer and here it is here it crawls like a spider and the web here it floats like a shark in the sky and now among the clouds she will eat her cherished fish
my back is healed and the feet themselves live and my eyes fell directly into the pan tomorrow I'll cook dinner for breakfast tomorrow there will be gourmet pancakes and then what will happen next but it is not at all clear and it has never been clear can the death that occurred just yesterday or the death that has come yet to my cherished birth under the apostles