Writing poems
on your lips...

Set free the water?
do not harm the spring...

Eating a suicide tree's fruit
searching for the answers...

To own you,
was my fault. I wanted you flawlessly...

Bleeding the planet
between life and death...

The bull's-eye on
your chest, the black marker...

Listening to the voices of silence?
of beautiful triangles...

Hiding behind the faces,
you had pushed me to the edge...

Blindfolded you wanted
to catch the moon...

Buried in a shiny grave,
a redefined religion...

In everyday life
you pick up a war with a...

In a pinch of light,
waiting it to happen...