For the sake of lake, I climbed
on the weeping hills...

Joining the seams for the sake of probity
you opt for the wages of truth...

Does it stir you,
a body bag...

I was so shattered.
What was your truth in...

The migratory ache,
one day for you, one day for...

Inside, the battle wages.
One step down...

It was a slant love.
Back to back...

There was once a worried face
who unbuttoned...

By genetic accident?
I fall in your way...

Come in the evening,
on the lake...

A golden fish in
blue waters, with many eggs...

Trying to follow truth
his journey was nightmarish...