Trace your graceful neck
creamy swell of your breast...

Birds collide with sunlight
over desert oceans...

1.
the day was a leonard cohen song...

She is the full luminous moon,
and I the lone wolf...

...

Awaken to a day
that is all paint-by-number...

Stay,
I need you...

A nuance of silent grackles
an august phantasmagoria...

Blue is the colour
of his kind...

Maybe the reason
i want you so badly is because...

When the harsh reality
is laid open to the bone...

Acid snowflakes burn holes
in the outstretched tongues...