We were right here billions of years ago,
lost in thought, making love on the same land...

You're such a
pampered star...

Dear therapist,
When you ask me...

This world will not end with
a Big Bang. There...

Look, the celsius degrees
are sneering at our thirst...

In an air-conditioned,
crowded mall...

Touch me,
I am turmuric and lemongrass...

I don't like myself that much.
162 centimeters of flaws...

You realize it’s been days
on canned soup, and...

You stare at the laundry,
touch the walls...

I think you were the view.
You gave these heights...

We still play
hide and seek...