The baby is lasting basting of breathing… hupoo… hupoo… hup… his little body
full of bullet wounds, like petals early spring frost, his little traitorous world of motionless
lied under cold revealed soil but But,
spring is coming never stop! Watch him in his spring he will grows Giant Red Stars, he will be
everywhere, astronomical forbearance, squinted gaps of broken concretes, frosty
void cold heartlands, loutish world, slick snarling fierce fearless … his
little feet grow, walking with matchless grace in his giant foot steps, you watch
him his supreme life…
