Ten years of marriage, childless they were,
“Not a man”, “impotent”, people said...
i promise to draw you a map of your mind,
so that you will never be lost in it again...
The falsehood of time gives us an illusion
We're living to die through massive confusion...
Cliffhanger
Teetering on the edge...
Her barren lands now sit naked
Just the signs of her dimise...
I've become a watcher
of humans, a stalker...
The walls have ears,
my dear...
Please allow me to introduce myself,
Society is my name...
We check out humans like they are library books,
browsing past their skin with retinas made for...
What is feminity?
She smiles a bit lost...
You believe that -
Since I'm still breathing...
He sits on his rocking chair
tallying accounts...