Autumn always found me
in pigtails, behind the moon...
I do not know if when looking upon him
she sees the face of a man...
A ghost is not a person,
but a space...
This emptiness
I have inside...
I woke up with yesterday's thoughts -
still lingering...
This time,
I wish not to...
Riesling rays drunk among
a flock of radiant stars...
There seems to be
no remedy...
You are such strange fruit, oblong and fuzzy
with a purple belly and...
Acidic revelations
dance upon crystals...
My lips;
the taste of strawberries...
A skelf pierces my brittle skin as we sit
cross-legged on the corroded floorboards...