new words from old letters

which comes

and never stops

climbing the tree

is gone, and so will

about it? nothing.

is that true?

yes it is. then

what, are you, thinking

about? is it, of a thing

you can do, nothing

about? when there is

a lot you have

not done

that you know

but I can't,

what I left is gone.

I can never go

back to it anymore,

what I met

wasn't what I

expect, it is

never as it was

even though

without conviction,

I say it

in respond

so you can continue

to say

perch on a tree

flew away

with a snake

in its beak,

a man came

and told me

what it meant,

another came,

then another

till there was more

meanings than I can

remember, to what

it feels like me

to have all this

it flows through

the rough path,

like yesterday did,

and you will have a chance

again, you will have more

what you want,

it to be.

thoughts of it,

what can it be?

it can be

what you want,

in the end

it is.

me, I felt what you wanted

me to see, a thing you fancy

the beautiful things

a name. I don't know

what it is. I feel.

it is all, on me.

it has made me

it didn't work

for me. still I work,

I have to work.

I have wasted all

given to me

nothing, is free.

I have given all

for this.

now all I have

is this

air I take.

things, things

I would not know

things, yeah things

I wouldn't want

I want to know.

there are many translations

different meanings

still, all is valid.

yours

I want to know

your point

of view

from nothing

into nothing.

why running?

nothing

just running.

I see a tree

I sat under it.

I will stand up

and start again,

free like

like...

like what?

what is

that is

free?

what will

not do as

nature