Space versus time.
You blend in my singularily...

It was a mixed affair
of love and hate...

I have peeled off my eyes.
Fear of unbeing creeps in...

You nurse the tender pains
to feed your soul. In sunshine...

Silent go the dead
on the moon...

Blue moon of white night, wants?
to bring down the sky...

Unsung, the crazed,
follows an ailing Buddha...

The animal wakes
in you, when moon cries...

Was it a death trap?
You were staring unblinkingly...

Are you there to listen
my voice...

A crowd of clones
was picking up sleeveless...

Do I have a choice
before knifing the page...