I fight against time's deadlock with a slayed
perception of congruent routes to faith...

You have given numerous, countless blessings
to furtive flowers who twist and darken your...

Shuffling over rocky pebbles,
I clench my stomach...

I weep, grasping onto a intangible moment
where I could define the core of happiness...

Fragrance chills my arms
in a swift summer swing...

You were wailing on the ocean floor
beneath rays and teeth of discovery...

How did I come here
expecting your carved blessings...

Shadowy eyes gaze
over my crown of braids...

Resplendent lamppost sings to itself
preparing the words on lucky matches...

I hang a bulb
off my ceiling fan...

There is a door
disconnected...

My lips tingled
and curled laconically...