Celebrating
the midnight at target shooting...

It was the interplay
between shadow and moon...

Uncovering your breasts
and waist...

Butterfly interrupted.
Fear grips the flowers...

What was the prophecy of
a slow moving floating name...

Wrestling with a theological
puzzle, I would like to talk...

A night of one thousand moons
and I am dancing...

In asci we stand like
spores in a floating pain...

Let us talk about ligation.
I don't want to push the...

Take the thorns away
from roses...

Why were you afraid
of unknown...

I am standing in peat.
The war drags on...