Absent drifts life at the expense of itself drifted as sea

Four letters, reality on paper wheels when it rains loudly and we, in our indifference, split by the air, made a desert in cold quantities of life forces, we despaired of knowing, as if life were a shipwrecked cliff of pain from falling thin and Absent drifts life at the expense of itself drifted as from the sea cause drift stalled by the sympathetic layers signs of the wind of time