dead a few centuries ago,
yet your body can not rot pity twists onto your soulless body like a snake
your dried-out eyes can not bear tears only if you can turn back into soil,
you would say living throughout this world is only one of my dreams, that's what you say
your unloved body is too heavy to cross over to the other side
you are a loner, so your true self becomes solitude
you exist whether there is laughter of the clone or not universe's everlasting orphan
that is no other than you