Holding the thread,
I catch you in midstream...
Living in a cyst, it
would explore the breast...
Freezing was not required
for the casket. It only contained...
She's known to the World
As a Weeping Willow...
A siege had an agenda
for a suicide match...
It was
a killing line...
Falling beneath the waves
Sinking deeper into the depths...
Watching the externalism
I was playing a squid in deep waters...
A name breaks on the tip
of a pen...
Do not take a vow of silence.
Death will find its home...
The brooding bird
trusts me...
An ascetic dies in a shoe
spilling blood...