On the run,
was a bon viveur...
You by yourself,
will become me...
I bought new glasses
But my vision's still the same...
For lurid details
of velvety arms...
Phobia. As it occurred.
Earth was being spread...
Fear returns to
glass jars. The generic gap...
The leaning neck
of the moon, getting...
In shadows of dawn,
there was no theme...
All the fire in the world
is nothing...
A blood retreats?
through the gift of tears...
Maple foliage
Walking in the Autumn leaves...
Trying to understand the
impossible, I will...