…, but i miss you. Here people take all their space, its always been like this, as I remember, I am older now, sitting all the time in kitchen table, making food every day, no other things to do at all. I am too tired to say anything, they dont change their lives, after all., .…

…The islander slips into hiding And takes to his heels Out of dark Northland The murky house of Sara He whirled out of doors as snow Arrives as smoke in the yard To flee from bad deeds There he had to become someone…