Moon rolls,
on its own without...

Words would wear the blood caps.
In tyranny of the full moon...

Adieu, you may not
become a meal...

Becoming was
eggs walk. You were...

Not sensual.
Searching you in daffodils...

Was there any
time space to recuperate...

Read me if you
care. I am going to...

Do trees quiver
in dark at night...

When sun was
preparing to die, why...

In black sun
and white night...

To understand the body,
smeared with ash...

Moon was climbing
down the stairs for the...