Always working out the territory
to find out the limits on the right...

Looking back into
gray spring...

I have dipped my fingers
in the blood of the victim...

What is the relevance now
to live for a cause...

One day you will arrive.
Night will enter in your pores...

Drowning her children
back in her womb...

For you
I am walking on rocks...

Self-immolation
near a waterfall...

It should not have happened
this way, or that way...

Blackened silence was holding the reflectivity,
reality was on the run...

You went blank on the line
between sand and water...

Tryst with nano was like burning in hell.
Headless body of truth...