I add one to my empty soul,
what remains from sun?

Too many trivial equalities
the life paints on me,
on my eyes who waiting for strings
of burning memories...

I subtract from death one body,
why I'm divided into
a word and a pink number?

The huge pain minimizes
the desire to be normal,
sane, in this group,
neutral like a point of the sky...

I add and I subtract...