Untidy
Order doesn’t come into my life, I am
Happy to be mixed up, lost in myself, with sorrow, without sorrow, I am happy
With sorrow, without sorrow, I am happy when water swells out
At the rim of the ocean, sometimes I am happy with the drops
I am happy to be scattered on life’s ground
This head of mine is full of sparks, I am happy with my head in the ocean
Don’t shine on the foot and head, don’t collect, don’t arrange
I don’t care about style, I am happy with disarrangement
In the bends and folds of curvature nobody raises a cry
Listen to my peaks of art. I am happy in the curve
Break the rule, disarrange my disorder
Don’t change my emotions to sorrow, I am happy with disorder
2004
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