You are not an apparition
of how a star is born...

Death, what are you? Reveal your true self!
Do you lurk in these veins? Your fog crept over...

A hundred times my words
have changed but my voice...

Jesus knew what He had to do,
To open the gates of Heaven...

I'm doubtful. I don't know what to write. I don't...
[What how when where why...

A reserved Bulgarian
woman stares back...

My heart needs to be a song,
beating from a dry moon gone hollow...

The night unbraids
my bones...

Untie your feet
from the thorny shackles...

She loved him like
throwing knives...

In all my years,
Of being alive...

Hoping the sky would make me up...
have me last...