It was a strange experience
coming out of the body...

You are brain-dead
with amnesia...

Leave your seminal
expression with minimal...

The dots, million times,
like fire ants...

In a moment
of panic...

Ask the queen of night,
who was more brutal...

In the dust
from the dust. I will see your...

Completely eaten up by
coherent light...

Scouring, the unmarked
silences...

Life plays the tricks.
You become a meteor...

Seasoned,
a red hibiscus...

The orifice was absent
from the face...