A massive black hole
devoures the devdasi...

To remain normal?
how difficult it was. To undo...

A poem dies in me.
I search for you again...

Not for me,
this politics of living...

Discarding?
the past, systematically...

When I need something.
I will ask you...

Time
was the great avenger...

Shadows?
were lengthening...

Depression?
was deep blue...

The sins of mortals
have become ordinary...

Perfect domes?
beehived...

After going back in my
frame, I let the dark set in...