It comes rolling out
from the trees, a sliced moon...

Like ghost particles
we came near each other...

Do not take a vow of silence.
Death will find its home...

After the
elective execution...

Cannot see blood.
Someone had drawn a line...

How can you unsee an etched wound?
The name will tell the moon...

Under deadly nightshade
we met for the first time...

You don't live in
the moment, like the...

Earth was sending a long
shadow on the moon...

It was a damp kiss
of an image...

Like a snowfox
it stampedes...

The triangle-
right-angled. Pythagorean...