A soul-search violates
a code.You cannot...

Do you need a sanitizer for contaminated hands?
They were busy in illustrating the ugly contours...

Point-blank you
kill the pigeons in cold...

It drips -
my ocean...

You failed me.
O god, your shadow one day...

Stargazing will not stop.
The will to find the answer...

Long night will start the pincer movement;
pyrexia is rising...

It was a breech birth,
scuttling the forecast...

The kiss of a flame,
after the perfect...

A wax house you were
gifted to live in sun...

Let be it.
The little bowl abandoning...

Running without legs.
A perfect apparition...