Did not make anything
out of himself. He was afraid...

Washed-up your
facial nuance, like jellyfish...

Drowning her children
back in her womb...

Inviting yourself
for a kiss of wasp...

Ash and smoke.
I am fever, not becoming...

Why silently burns?
the red moon, in...

You were lost
like a rolled away pill...

Let's try a
human logic for...

On the canvas,
I was drawing only the feet...

If a gadget turns
you on, and I cannot...

To connect with a reclusive mind,
was an uphill task...

A fear stalks me on the road.
Sun was very aloof and cold...