It was getting dark.
The insane curve of greed was rising...

Looking back into
gray spring...

Do not maneuver the
golden night...

Sun tears into
clouds. Between oaks...

After the blast, the
morning gets wise, and...

There was insurgency-
in white night...

A rose.
Atonement for...

Boundaries untouched-
I held your hands...

Unable to conceive.
The theme had not arrived...

Absolutely sapped out
I will unfurl...

Hoisting the bisexuality
on a figurine...

The sudden fall, like
a dropped apple, you...