I thing I saw their faces   They stood behind the window   They stared deep at my dark room   The faces become clearer      I open and closed my mouth   Helpless I more my hands   But my voice in isn't mine   My movement isn't mine   Peace miniature   Huge war      Spare time   Sunrise to sunset   So spare time like a huge black hole   The silence in the universe   There are know faces and nights      Slowly and wordless   They absorb the rest of my defeat   Ash has bitter flavour when life   Without saveword      The nights call me to them   The nights give me knife   The nights rip my hands      All the nights are secret friends      Like a moonmessenger   Like a hungry locust   Empty coffin, empty ghost