The decay has?
killed the dream songs...

Faith bluffs?
you. Makes you deaf...

It will come back to you
again and again? the thought...

Falling in green love
with yourself...

A complex question?
it was. Why your...

In evening I need
to speak with my small voice...

A pigeon
flutters, in my frail...

Like a vampire,
night swoops down...

Paying back the debt
of virility. A lame duck...

I resent.
Will remain that...

Light of dawn.
Day begins with...

Let go the nightmares
and oneness...