Your unsheathed thorns and
my laceration are why...

In the rainbow boxes of preference,
they each are...

The only true dualism is unity,
the unity of equals...

life is a second stretched to eternity.
There is only a second...

How much hating them,
would impale us to turn...

There isn’t any time,
there is only the zero of “now...

When I write something
I make sure that I'm written...

A samurai's sword
slays the inner foes before...

They all are impatient to unleash their canine...
They are burning to bite, devour...

Amid the battles
samurais unleash their death...

This abolition of facts
gradually grows on me...

From the bottles of the forworn memories
that on the counter I amass...