As steps you say, I'm going to tell you about the city, you say. We were in the color of its water. Yes of course! As if that were possible. Nor the mandibles of flowers. You don't even wake up. Not even the stop of time. Let's remove the ni and everything else will be in negation. Vertigo of innocence. Gates of time. They call black holes like silent beasts. Buffalo from the prairies of space. They watch us collapsing.