a school of ducks
floating up and down
green carpets wiggling underneath
a gust of wind
away blown the ducks
the river cries out
ripples of white tears
No work, no vacation
cannot wake up, cannot sleep
No sadness, no joy
No intimacy, no tranquility
eat and drink, but no feel no thought
Pig laid a range of piglets, and so they live
Some turn into sausage, some just be there, some lay more piglets, and so they live
Sun rises and sun sets
Not intense, not relaxed
on and on
start by selling time for money
stays alive for the rest of time
preserve time, but cannot afford
consider selling the soul
no buyer
