As I accept the verdict,
the dead-soul beast...

Some apologies for the anatomy.
Stain...

Trembling…
the burning coal has gone to sleep...

It was not ending, not beginning
this fracas...

I was worried.
A deviant had lost the shape...

Talking of myths,
in dichotomy of grace...

Becoming blind
in lightless depth...

Aquilla. Would you
carry the burden...

Today I will shed my body
and meet you halfway at watery address...

A long pause
after my signature peel...

Fear returns to
glass jars. The generic gap...

How far you can go
to remain dumb and dare...