My right hand, a statue
inches above the coffee mug...

Hands tied behind my back,
the Devil is too loud, playing...

Day becomes widowed;
I continue to hug my...

Looking within,
I am blinded...

I have exiled crimson sunsets,
extinguishing any newfangled flames...

Words can't simply heal, act as an
elixir able to guarantee a perfect love...

Portraits of lovers on the shoreline
are determined to survive...

I'm breaking up with you Drama,
our relationship is over...

But if you can't live for now,
for one moment relinquishing anxious stares...

How do you prevent thoughts from
reentering when they have barged in...

Those antique nights you chose to hoist
me onto your shoulders, stepping on...

Machinery, is that all I am?
The sun had been abducted too soon...