Safeguard your beauties
not in your masks...

We live in time
and die...

Art is the deviation from ordinary.
God...

Unsightly world searching for unsightliness in...
to constantly conform herself...

In the swirl of eternity,
right at the throat of an hourglass...

Why
don't we have patience...

If the future wasn’t you
I would be forever imprisoned in me...

I might have no future,
but I might have...

Dewdrops
falling...

In the oscillation of an accordion
we were gasping...

This scrap of dirt
this portion of earth...

I and my odes
are never alone...