Don't you agree with my ability
to loosen up on our times in no night...

The shoes
will have to come off...

Coming of age
in dark waters of thoughts...

Tired of exhibitionism,
nostalgia for an eternal...

Home coming
was not true. A character...

I was extremely
hurt. Your taped lips won't kiss...

Stay till end of
my poem, for...

Shame of centuries,
you wanted to erase...

Hold the innocence,
at brink of sliding death...

The godman also had
an underbelly...

Eons ago, it snapped.
You don't fit into the mold...

After sitting in dark
through the black smiles...