silence once begun

1.
The star in my
Hand is falling.

2.
On the door it says what to do to survive

But we were not born to survive

Only to live.

W. S. Merwin

[ástin mín]

To spend our days 

betting on three-legged horses

with beautiful names.

"Sometimes when I get up and emerge from the mists of slumber, my whole room hurts, my whole bedroom, the view from the window hurts."

 Bohumil Hrabal