An earthy scent
rises, when...

Will I know you?
by unknowing myself in bleak...

A blighted ovum
demands a ransom for life...

Talking to Morpheus
when moon was asleep...

It was a direct hit,
meeting an immaculate...

Your face becomes
an eye, a saga of...

A lesser person walks
in the dead man's street...

There was no respite
from the repeated assaults...

Ah, the statecraft of
present times, was becoming...

The beast
draws a circle for...

It was a quaint
feeling. Something was...

Night was young.
Shameless moon...