One day I will meet you
on a dirt track...

I intuited.
Something had crept into...

So my absentism will prevail
over presence...

Belly crawl after a dance.
Carnivores were ready...

A sage plant scrambles for the
mob, walking out of bed...

Blurring of words
takes place. Lead the light, O Sun...

Thoughts move
like free radicals...

This fake city
encounters...

Deceit had a mitotic division, it was spreading;
temporal print on calico...

For the dream slaves
the incense has become a moon...

The myopic tongues
of tall trees, going downhill...

Absurdity was waylaid
like a black swan on the...