The crows maintain that a single crow could destroy the heavens.
Doubtless that is so, but it proves nothing against the heavens,
for the heavens signify simply: The impossibility of crows.
Franz Kafka
Amid endless nothing,
formed by what it cannot be,
surrounded by eternity,
which falls,
into lungs and
up and out again.
Ascending to the end
of the endless sky,
which is blue,
only for light's sake,
formed by what it cannot be,
surrounded by eternity,
which falls,
into lungs and
up and out again.
Ascending to the end
of the endless sky,
which is blue,
only for light's sake,
black feather
