Solitary limbs
Face powdered and as calm...

Reflection is an enigmatic concept;
a 15 by 30 mirror frames my figure...

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

I was looking for someone close by. Someone I...
But I have nothing more now. I have less...

This is my dream song-
where my future will melodize...

He lays freely
on his side...

And I trace my scarred fingers
across a heaven's river of endless...

Candle spice ventures on a promenade
across singing amber walls...

"Don't make me, please. What have I done to...
The whispers pester me until I must take my gaze...

North
is where...

The waxed, cleanly shaven sun
tied fables around the mountain dune...

Your face is jolly when you tell her,
it was another prolonged night...