In deep depression,
clearing the emotional debris...

I will not beg,
never. There were some mistakes...

Walking towards you
prudently, lighting...

Can you get the seizing
without an encounter...

Unceremoniously?
you blow off the earthen lamp...

I paint the day
for you, for the last rites...

Kiss me hard?
defending your poverty...

Dismantling?
my temple, brick by brick...

I had not asked for
all of you...

Barebones, they come
in droves, to drink blood moon...

A lengthy day
to count an arch of colored dreams...

Not finding a path
to truth...