You started parenting
a blitz...
Pure kill.
I pull out the shivering...
It was a quaint
feeling. Something was...
Ah, the statecraft of
present times, was becoming...
A lesser person walks
in the dead man's street...
It was a direct hit,
meeting an immaculate...
Talking to Morpheus
when moon was asleep...
A blighted ovum
demands a ransom for life...
Little leaves in those trees,
A mystical mystery to me...
Will I know you?
by unknowing myself in bleak...
An earthy scent
rises, when...
It is.
What you don't think...