Dying inside, every
day, inch by inch, to save...

Would you become
my plaque one day...

Amygdala gives you
space. Rage implodes...

Feeding the mouth
of fire with tribal love...

Unlearning my life,
you ought to become a poet...

One eyed closed
I would never know you...

To get a feel of
love for the jinx, unwrapping...

Something was always
missing. I wouldn't...

Today you are a king
in sunlight, stalking the moon...

We will talk about
life and death, standing on...

Authentically
open your palm for me to...

The dangling moon
behind the ornate gate...