it's the third week of
august and i'm eating...
What may come of the sunflowers
blossoming before schedule...
Going within to feel
the war moves.The pagan...
Every morning, I take a shower at
11 AM, and every morning, it's there...
I was really burning for your caressing hands
until I learned you were just a semblance I was...
It snowed tonight, and though
we had plenty of warning...
...
… regarded nostalgia as ambrosia,
and i remember this clearly...
the cool, abyssal embrace, liquid and always...
trails behind you only an inch away...
I wear two crowns: still a peasant.
Carefully decorated, cardboard with tin...