Where (Depressive Age)

Where it streams from the light to everywhere And it's difficult to be not there You jump to points and try to hide Shadows have no border to light Feel as waves or feel as matter Neighbours tight, neighbours drawing together They take a shape and turning around Look their traces far in the background Their master's master is never to explain Excited movement from nowhere Is he there? Or there? Is he there? Anywhere? Where it streams from flesh to the hole's warm sides The animal reasons are going to strike For growing up in a warm cage Proud heads gliding in a new age