I write in blood

Cause Without Cause / Causes In Cause / Cause Cause!



Down the slope,

Eternal slope,

The river follows the sea.

Without ridge nor bord,

Down the old slope.

Flew...

Dead eyes for cause without cause.

Runaway in blackness,

I-ink-red write in blood.

My pen flew

Over the slope,

Without flashlight and without lamp.

The old graves

Of cause without cause,

They ran in the cold,

River waters run to the sea

By old roads of countless tears

Races on the face,

Downhill, slopes.

The cause of everything

It is even without cause,

No future time or

Past to withhold.

Powerful portents, streams,

Waterfalls.

Eternal slope on the way to the sea,

Sighing foreshadowing,

Perennial resumed.

Black dead eyes

Down the slope.