Pursuit of otherness died
with you, from sameness...

Joining the seams for the sake of probity
you opt for the wages of truth...

Waiting for a chaste bread, whole
life under the moon...

The family evolved from
virtue to virtual image...

When I touched your pshyche,
my completeness wavered...

Timeless I dream about
a sleepwaking into death...

It was very transparent
death of the shadow...

Who am I to know
the abstract silence...

Turning me blue
blithe thoughts had come like snakes...

Death has been my partner,
my best friend...

It comes rolling out
from the trees, a sliced moon...

Talking of existence and being,
amidst chaos and misery...