All these roads are as the print of lashes
on his body...

I cannot live without you,
without you by my side, in my heart...

When you learn the truth
you would wonder why you did...

Don't let betrayals
steal your belief in entire...

The word was:
"The brotherhood of good...

Diminishing in transcendence,
perpetuating in deficiencies...

I am happening
as I look at my watch...

These roads are eloquent
in every inarticulate turn...

Death is like a crack on the windshield of my car
I can see that crack's dissemination...

What have we become
how palpable...

A gadfly
Buzzes...

Effulgence
spawns on the transparent pons...