I seek no evidence for emanations.
Don't stifle assumptions with notions.
Everyone has their favourite temptations,
instead of sleeping to see the night as a dark motion
during which this and that is to be healed.
The moment can easily be swapped
for another, the day is full with things present
all the same. Can, one should think,
a day be anything other than an avoided accident?

The only thing we're lacking is proof.
On the glass pane one can see spread wings.
A bird lies in a concrete manner
below the window, broken by things
invisible. Before the negative from full flight
it's especially hard to break through the obvious.
The time span from grasping to forgetting
measured no more than from opening one's mouth to speaking.

Translated by Hans-Christian Oeser and Gabriel Rosenstock