All my ventures in the flesh of grapes
were because...
It’s been over 2 years
Since I last saw your face...
A final showdown, the heavens have begun pouring...
Soaking wet, washing away my last letter to you...
You can see whole
world in my mouth. I start...
Still now pretty in the water
The only sound the stir of the trees...
Unsightly world searching for unsightliness in...
to constantly conform herself...