Bright, bright, stars,
that visit the sky with lights...
I slept under the roof of a king,yet woke up a...
My thought clashes with joy,oh! Fiction time,how...
Clouds come for raining,
giving rest to hot sunshine...
Light yawns in the womb of dawn,
spritzing the earth's skin with sticky citrus...
tail bent and buckled
body painted with tyre marks...
The wheels.
I decide to abandon...
I will call you
in a moon night-through...
This comely butterfly mirrors our moon
With fulgent shades that glisten and swoon...
from a car window
chips are thrown to the beach...
Like the artifacts of ruins,
you look back...
Hollow is the sound....-
Opal diamonds in the night...
Alone, deep within
The silence of the woods...