Elegy

a letter opens and someone says

it's getting cold

another letter opens

it is empty, empty

yet heavier than the world

a letter opens

someone says he is singing from a mountain height

someone says no, even if the potato was dead

the inertia alive in it

would still grow tiny hands

another letter opens

you sleep like a tangerine

but after peeling off your nudity someone says

he has touched another you

another letter opens

they are all laughing

everything around explodes into laughter

a letter opens

clouds and water run wild outside

a letter opens

I am chewing a certain darkness

another letter opens

high moon in the sky

another letter opens and shouts

death is something real