I was thought insane, straight from the womb
I've been bleeding ink, without tears or blood
The pain of separation came early, maddening
Ripped from mother with the seeds of doom
Sorrow bloomed, as memories came in a flood
Life is a body orchard, my destiny cancelling
The hospital room arrived in, was like a tomb
But as dust we arrive, and dust we shall leave
I am prepared for the end, because I believe
What happened then or now, I choose to be
Masahisa Fukase "a solitude of ravens"©
