You were not present.
Far from the pallid sky...

While delaying gratification,
you stripped-down...

The lust overtakes
the content...

You flock to a set trap.
A bubble...

Starting a blaze
in rape crime...

A restive moon
went on skirmishing with...

An extreme smog descends
on your eyes. A heavy haze envelops...

Deflecting the light,
you stand in dark...

It is over. The curtain falls.
I have come to settle...

Move the steps,
to accept the dark...

Becoming scattered,
the winged visitors...

Crossing the divine,
I ask the marigolds...