This was man made,
the blue-chip...

The hesitant?
dawn cracks, as the...

Outside, a discreet moon
was rising, breathing...

Something novel:
a good augury...

I will be kissing in proxy?
at the dark side of...

A midnight darkness?
threatens the purple moon...

The reflection was never
complete...

The space in between?
the mayhem and spiritual hour...

I can do it, hold the wasp
in my palm? without grains...

Eaten up, by wanderlust?
I started my sleepwalks...

A hate apart, living in embraces,
one night? you find the...

Living,
in the wounds...