LOVE — THE EYE OF THE NEEDLE (2003)

Love is the eye of the needle

To be smaller is what I want.

But the needle pricks me and I grow big

So big that I get thrown out of my own room.

Tortured, writhing,

I seek to get back inside

And to become small,

Smaller,

Into the eye,

Vanish.

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