No Inside, No Out

Because the pupil of my eye is a hole,
there's no inside and there's no out
the world is in me
and I am in the world .

Because my teeth are the visible bones
in my mouth of invisible songs,
a cave in the night is overflowing.
There's no inside, there's no suffocation.
Being "in the world" is having scattered ashes.
A cave in the night is overflowing in song.