Through my unaligned loneliness tonight
a liquefied falling moon will fill up my...

On either sides of the window lie
long streets of lights, where life...

I find comfort in torn shoes,
more than I do when...

On the edges of a crumbling cloud,
lost I stood...

I said everything is wrong
and she asked me to write about it...

Alas, it's sadness
which within I sail...

You make me irrelevant -
out of balance...

Nothing's new.
I'm coating you with words again...

Sitting opposite to a blue wooden window,
far enough so that breeze won't sneak on me...

Dried,
and crushed into rage...

Alone I walk a field of pure, and fine dimness
dreams are wasted, as moments grow aimless...

"You aren't on the same stage",
he said, thinking of me with...