excerpt

one walks down a beach at night
greeted by an adversary
each crest and valley speaks out
his voice is the loudest to reach up there.

i must believe in what happened
or
i must pull out my tongue for speaking falsely.
i must burn out my eye for seeing falsely.
i must puncture my ears for hearing words deconstructed.

but you and i, we understood, yes, we did,
in babel infancy;
in character roles.