I had not imagined
that you will start an inquiry...

Self-searching was most difficult for me
one by one the years had gone by...

Charred?
blueberries...

A chocolaty moon was rising.
I have lost my riverbed...

The second death
of orange-moon in...

It is,
what do you not say...

I did not will them
dreams of crystals...

Perhaps you know,
that you do not know...

I have dipped my fingers
in the blood of the victim...

Amygdala gives you
space. Rage implodes...

Valentine?
What do you want...

Let it go, do not touch it,
you had been negating the bare truth...