That night roaches blocked the hallway
and the sand of the ants reached my nostrils.
The walls cracked and the bread took root,
when the wind passed, when the house straightened up.
By the stairs I threw myself outside as breaking bonds,
and as straw the roof above me scattered.
So pushed my last teeth
and alone on all the earth I dwelt.
She swayed the earth in the darkness like a spider,
At the flares it was hitched,
and how does it not fly after the trees, I do not know …
Then everything stopped and the weather restarted.
He was going to train my heart and while affecting not to hear it,
on his thin legs I put him back on his feet.
With me I took a woodpecker — he knocks in memory.
And bearded like a pine tree by the mountains, I left.
There I was starving, resuscitated in the snows,
but only the echo came to meet me.
The woodpecker became poorer. And in the ice cream
my salty eyes pierced wells.
And for a long time in these I screamed and screamed, but to no avail -
there I only had the stars.
I only heard that I was covering myself with fur.
And I gnawed the umbilical cord binding me to the dead.
I climbed on the highest tree:
the earth was spinning in his huge belly
and I sang and threw stars,
until the whole sky over us fell.
