The kindness drips,
when you stop writing about...

In my smallness
I think tall. Nymphs want to...

Walking in sleep
you tiptoed as if gliding...

You are in
anaphylaxis. A prayer...

I dream to you.
You were moving like a space...

The troubled mind
seeks boundless words...

You teach me to
cry for the lost future after...

Who had punished
the earth? Her head of moon...

A crowd of clones
was picking up sleeveless...

Sometime I want
to say to myself, why don't...

Like ghost particles
we came near each other...

Pebbles in hand, nudge
to start talking about the life that...