Because the pupil of my eye is a hole,
There's no inside and no out.
The world is in me.
I am in the world.
Because my teeth are the visible bones
In the mouth of invisible songs,
A cave in the night is overflowing.
There's no insider and there's no suffocation,
Being "in the world" is having scattered ashes.
A cave in the night is overflowing in song!