The trembling hands were
ostrasized for living more...

Outraged film
and dirt life...

Holding the ladder
I was hungry...

It was a slant love.
Back to back...

In the cavernous mind
a thought becomes...

Sitting between the knees,
I am being bathed by intense anxiety...

In culture of counterfeits
a snip of intelligent gene...

When the sun goes down bleeding
beyond the hills yonder...

Knowing too much
was painful...

The moral dilemma was
unlearning...

Drunk with pride
the streets are bursting...

In your domain
walking with men of straw...