09 septembre 2006
Staring at the sea...
...Staring at the sand
I can turn And walk away...
...Or I can fire the gun
It amounts to the same...
...Absolutely nothing
Reflected in the eyes...
...Of the dead man on the beach
Staring down the barrel...
...At the [horse] on the ground
See his open mouth...
But I hear no sound
standing on the beach...
...with a gun in my hand