I trace the path of murder, reclaiming
the blood stains...

It was for a bridge:
water issue...

The hand comes out of the
rubble to throw...

Words are mine.
Otherness will prevail...

The prescience
plays a bellwether role...

Meet a gender bender.
There was a precocious...

There was insurgency-
in white night...

They had surrounded the tank;
collars on the legs...

This was
a catastrophic state...

I am giving you up
for a delusion...

Why the jasmine was
now becoming sensual...

The flame tree
burns again my house...