Fire is flaring
and moths are exchanging their wings...

You inject the poison of your contempt to your...
disallowing her to discover the word clearer...

I remember my future
if I see my past in a different degree...

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His only desire was to undress women...

Sparrows are benign,
their textures are so fine...

Garden is in the taste of honey...

Why are mockingbirds mocking me?
why do...

The nightmare
is that nobody is out there...

Do you remember
in cold winters...

Sunset, sunrise
an opulent pair of bloodshot cherries...

There are transparent fossils,
the fossils of voices...

I soak in the clear well of morning dues
to bespatter...