“If you likeI'll be furious flesh elemental,or- changing to tones that the sunset arouses- if you like-I'll be extraordinary gentle,not a man but - a cloud in trousers.”
“The orange sun is rolling across the sky like a severed head, gentle light glimmers in the ravines among the clouds, the banners of the sunset are fluttering above our heads. The stench of yesterday’s blood and slaughtered horses drips into the evening chill.”
“Sometimes from this hillside just after sunset The rim of the sky takes on a tinge Of the palest green, like the flesh of a cucumber When you peel it carefully.”
“I will change you like a remix, then I'll raise you like a Phoenix”
“Some element in the air between us changed, as though a wind that had been blowing gently had come to an abrupt stillness.”
“The world is a dream, you say, and it’s lovely, sometimes. Sunset. Clouds. Sky.”“No. The image is a dream. The beauty is real. Can you see the difference?”