Some long for the past, others dream of at last / Days continue, multiply multitudes / I wonder who destroys when no one is left, rejoice / All our statues, lullabies and rented rooms / Distances no one will go for instances no one can know / I say good night, leave the room unsatisfied / like a child, I lie / Almost alone, not quite • Crowded avenues / Homeless in tennis shoes / Sometimes I wish to set free the things that still matter to me • Days continue like a knife might intrude / I wonder who destroys / when nothing is left, rejoice.