No Inside, No Out

Because the pupil of my eye is a hole,

There's no inside and there's no out

The world is in me

And I am in the world .

Because my teeth are the visible bones

In my mouth of invisible songs,

A cave in the night is overflowing.

There's no inside, there's no suffocation.

Being "in the world" is having scattered ashes.

A cave in the night is overflowing in song.