Becoming fiercly personal
with no physical contact...

What happens when
you stop thinking...

Pupil was on parole.
You abandon the inexhaustible...

A city burns.
The child carries the father...

A streak of sin was
always there, when I looked...

Is raining. Since night.
You have no claim on...

Less of charity
was needed, when you sleep...

Night melts into tears
day sums up the pain...

Snakebitten
you raise your hand...

Genus Viola.
Which gender you want it...

I want to shake them off,
the weird thoughts...

Unstable like a mercury
drop, when you hold...