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.