Your past haunts me like a ghost haunting a...
I am twenty million houses all with screams...

First make them keen to see a beginning.
Stitch for them the seams of an untouched...

There is such stubborn longing for destruction,
Within the folds of a human heart that I cease to...

If I were to look here, read between the lines of...
white lie scars, tell me...

This is a dream again.
I rest my egg shell confidence on someone else’s...

I am hyperventilating again.
The wind is roaring at my window shutter mimicking...

You stood there, at the summit of my
merciless memory...

We try to run from our own fatality of which
eclipses us in that same...

There’s an ending coming.
I can feel it...

This is a confession as much as it is a...
My heart flutters like a butterfly to your leaf...

My eyes bare upward,
as though in prayer, longing, like the one thing...

Somewhere, closer to an ocean where
waves crash into explosions of white...