In The Presense Of That Evening

And in the presence of that evening

charged with meaning and with stars

I opened for the first time to the tender indifference of the world

as if my great anger had purged me of all evil

emptied me of everything of hope in finding it so like me

beyond control and ability so fraternal and in the presence of that evening

charged with meaning and with stars I opened for the first time

to the tender indifference of the world

I withheld beauty so that all would be complete

so that I could whisper a new song and fell less alone

I gave up my insides and the only things left for me to hope

for there will be many smiling people

looking on the day of my execution

and that they would welcome me with

cries of hate as if my great anger had purged me of all evil

emptied me of everything of hope welcome me with cries of hate