This room
The woodpecker
Our sea
One Stone
They told me
We are one

Saturday it was full moon
I’m a wolf today
but sorry I must go
I have a meeting with the fox
and then with the deer
later with the hare.
Between late night and early morning,
moving back and forth suspended
swing in front of the sea.


Two logs your arms
Long thin white birch tree your body

Around the wood cabin
hundred stones
Like a huge whale
or an astronaut
No gravity


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