O viola,
go over the grapes...

Want to return,
to unknowing, the...

Give me,
some poison to live...

Backlash of scars
becomes glamorous...

A study of soul continues;
hold back the animal...

One day balancing over
waters, someone drops dead...

Autumn moon?
in full grace. I have...

Was it altruistic, donating
the light to the...

Ready to barter my
last wish with your tulips...

It was more than
I could take...

Living on margin he was deceived again.
A grasshopper was perched on door...

Unlived death, that was me
waking in exile from the bones...