Ethics
takes a nap...

I open the book
too stoned...

From hereness to thereness
a heat flows...

Gene-edited,
manhood was taking punches...

Give me a lone word.
I will write a poem...

Come to me
like never ending pain...

The fireflies
wait for the lights to go...

The questions hang like skin tags.
A broken mirror, stabs...

I met a talking moon
on the road of death...

Hunting calm, without
a kill, without a...

Moon rose from
obscurity, once I released...

A method cuts you out?
in hunger pangs...