Ocupation: Poet
Life: February 18, 1925 - November 13, 2012
Birthday: February 18
Death: November 13
We are resident inside with the machinery, a glimmering spread throughout the apparatus. We exist with a wind whispering inside and our moon flexing. Amid the ducts, inside the basilica of bones. The flesh is a neighborhood, but not the life.
topic: Moon, Wind, Whispering, Flexing