Imagine a crocodile,
atrociously, devouring...

Yesterday,
a news reporter...

Heading for the Southern Coast
to spend a day with family...

It's the last crumble of
summer. The quotidian...

I want to know all of the stars,
denote them with wishes only you...

I think you were the view.
You gave these heights...

I don't like myself that much.
162 centimeters of flaws...

all eyes were on
that sorceress wearing...

I threw
all my stones...

repeat it
until you believe it...

On the way back home, I crack
my memory open to rehearse the stories...

One day I'll wake up from
a deep sound sleep, stretch in my bed...