Drawing his nails
along the cell ground, striving...
Who are you today?
The first few minutes after...
Do you know what
phantom pain is? It's the twitch...
The smoke
looked fascinating...
Go back to where you
came from...
In, thoroughly
then out, slowly...
I can feel the shy water
gurgling under the ground...
It's Tuesday morning.
7 a.m...
The ocean is fathomless and welcoming.
Arms outstretch above...
Go on.
Speak of foreign lands...
The thought hits me sometimes
like a bolt from the blue, that...
I’ve been told many myths
about death...