A massive black hole
devoures the devdasi...
The sins of mortals
have become ordinary...
Perfect domes?
beehived...
Listening to the voices of silence?
of beautiful triangles...
The lazy eye,
staggers. Looks behind...
Always seeking light
while sorely learning only...
Time
was moving without wheels...
Sky said to a tree:
How could I invite a protrusion like this...
Moon was walking
like your shadow...
The brown dust?
floats, while reading...
What we engrave with
the chisel of our verdicts...
Kiss me hard?
defending your poverty...