Would you bear the cost
of peace, if there was...

You were not choosing
the right words, being reticent...

In warps and wefts
I interlace a face in...

I open the book
too stoned...

You collapsed?
on the stairs in frenzy...

You tie a
sacred thread to...

Almost reached.
Your tongue slips...

Do not count.
Do not return my poems...

The bird of prey
had the dignity. With...

Moon crazed fonts
starting a genocide of words...

Absolutely zilch.
Sometimes you feel...

I will come and meet
you in absence of past...