A fistful of scent,
I inhale the lingering...

You play bloody words
I am discovering myself...

Between wolf and
vampire, you burn the...

How to repair the
heart? The petunias will...

You were casual
in making bed of thorns...

Tracing ancestory,
my poem will talk to you one day...

Nothing matters now
after decimating dreams...

I don't like.
The smoke on the occult love at...

I was reluctant
to miss the blood moon...

You were not the
complete face of body...

My inguinal pain,
watching mating of moons...

Nothing was taboo
for the god climbers...