A catheter leaks,
quality of hearing suffers...

Long night will start the pincer movement;
pyrexia is rising...

To find the
essence of nothingness...

Your underpants?
Can you put them behind...

Dementia begins. The ending starts.
Death had many names...

A useless space between the sentences,
ghastly story does not end in black and white...

An offence committed by you
asks for the absolutes...

A complex ego:
lips on a flame...

Aggressive posture of silence
sweeps the mind...

Have not asked much,
still attached to you with subtelities...

I must not go beyond sunset
to discover the consciousness of night...

Eyes will not flirt again.
There were bleeding stones...