Don't come near sea,
I ask the moon, braless...

You walk in air
without leaving footprints...

You had arranged
the words to invite me...

Thoughts?
were not picking the words...

When huge trees
walk, the rocks...

I am done for,
jumping the wall of...

Sundown
body becomes blue...

Paper wasps tend?
to simulate. What...

Moon was climbing
down the stairs for the...

To understand the body,
smeared with ash...

In black sun
and white night...

When sun was
preparing to die, why...