QUOTE : god's terrible face brighter than a spoon <br />collects the image of one fatal word;<br />so that my life(which liked the sun and the moon)<br />resembles something that has not occurred:<br />i am a birdcage without any bird <br />a collar looking for a dog a kiss<br />without lips;a prayer lacking any knees<br />but something beats within my shirt to prove<br />he is undead who living noone is.<br />I have never loved you dear as now i love.