The dawn so beautiful, Makes my aim more fresh and clear. Ravishing inhabitance I have seen, The man of dawn, down the scene. I am the disciple of discomfort, And as cheerful as enlivening misery. The caged entity of human,…
A man in the night, sound-minded, His wife at his back, on a bike. Feared with his fearful pasts, Anguished with his lost lasts. The one alone in the street, Passed in the very last of his chores. I…