Envious wind snakes around our necks;
it breaks its own boundaries to terminate us...

Realizing my purpose
even when the Devil...

No matter how much I sleep,
I can't catch up...

I woke before the sun
rose, before coffee brewed...

You said I'm like an exploding star,
with just a few too many self-destructive...

Orchestral breakdowns
look pitifully insignificant...

Throw your fears
into past's rugged weather...

I was unamused by the city's blatant
cry for love...

I open my kaleidoscope,
mesmerized by mirror beads...

I want you to get to know me,
to pull me aside, in your chestnut cardigan...

I greeted the dawn boldly,
hoping to encounter a speck...

I enter the confessional
longing for repentance...