Moon stepped gingerly on clouds.
Apples were painless...

Collecting the dirt,
a speechless drama unfolds...

How do I remember
you, I ask grammarly...

The fall
was imminent...

Overly possessing the karma,
you sail in meditation...

It was
a killing line...

It plays tricks.
Rattles the animal, inside you...

The limbs had the raw strength.
They were learning...

Your frozen words float
like flakes...

Deserting a shrine, in the swirling
waters, I move, unbuilding...

I see it coming
the end before the beginning...

I was reluctant
to miss the blood moon...