This overwhelming emptiness:
something to present allegorical, figuratively...

For a moonshine,
there was no moon...

No stitches will work.
You have to navigate...

The smile conceals, something.
Does not offer any cue...

First encounter was skimpy
unleashing a terror...

The tiny thrusts
and a blunt fuel...

Spherules start a pincer attack
on the modesty of an epiphany...

A downy mildew.
I will undress...

The future dubs.
A pride is shattered...

They walked out gagged
before they entered the water...

Counting the digits,
of your hand, you forget...

The freak accident
of a paranormal mystic, begins...