Why Buddha waits for
Yasodhra, to become sane...

In blue dawn
pure truth will hinge on the...

You talk of evil,
I become incendiary...

Mauled, with no
known crime. Autumn wanted...

Snow and Sparks. Methane
burns. I will scramble for the...

Like sphinx I put up
before you, three questions...

A secret poem for
you, to forget myself lost on the...

How do I carry the
moon, wherever I go to search...

I want you to call
me, when my shirt was stainless...

The first stitch
of the poem. Painless words...

Love blooms in hush,
like cranberry. It heals soul...

At dusk, I will smear
your lips to color the moons...