Half-mooned I have left the envy.
The basic instinct of lesser love...
The snarled monogamy
needs a firework...
A vigil for scrolls:
who writes the history now...
Deep inside
there was a simian jealousy...
Now burns the stillness of thoughts.
Be my enemy...
Interlude cheats:
the mind fails to understand...
A yellow beauty
the little sunshine blooming...
The sizzling legs wait for
an infinitesimal pause...
The template had the fault,
I was buried alive...
Staples were traveling on the
epiderm, thanking the wounds...
Waves pound at a foot-sized concrete slag...
I met a talking moon
on the road of death...