The space between the
two ends, was becoming...

When God kings come?
down stealthly...

You cast doubt,
on the definition...

Some question?
It always haunted me...

O stark avenger,
Time...

I try to think,
not to think of you...

It was not easy to recall,
the love in truancy. Needs...

It does not make any sense
to go beyond, where the road ends...

Like sly coyotes
you move around...

There was no secret
among mountains...

Take off the glasses and
look at it closely, the infant...

Raising the walls
around you, you started...