Light the candle, I
fed creepy in the grey...
The bride moon waltzes
with shadow nocturne groom of...
Why bewildered?
There is always something...
It will not happen
again, the eye contact...
Shy from finding
the depth of your being...
You were lost
in this brutal world...
Choosing the dusk
before dawn to halt the...
One scripts one's
own doom, standing at the...
Fleeing from herself,
the teeny timepiece kitty...
a subject of possibilities
subjected to lost identities...
I don't hear
I don't speak...
When you walk at night,
Right by the street light...