They took a toll on me,
not in the way...

I immerse my hands beyond
the taut surface of reason...

On still nights,
cold air suckles my rose-scented chin...

One night,
I just woke up naked on the inside...

Paranoid verses
trembling nude in my pocket...

I took fire from the amber
you hid under the pillow...

You secretly binge on my flesh
and say my blood is too bitter...

You've been eating away
at my conscience for a decade...

Your face burns, in stillness,
outside my winter lane...

You often flare in darkness,
and I see you in the dim side...

Here?
I told you. Gloomy are the days of the...

From dust to rebirth
like pollen particles...