Go back to where you
came from...

i'm sorry i'm the way i am
i sprint like a startled cat...

There goes the alarm clock,
the disturbing buzz...

I was a third grader when the school psychologist...
I remember now the sky of Damascus, in 2013...

Imagine a crocodile,
atrociously, devouring...

There once was a time
when I let...

I
Four hands on a plump belly...

It's the last crumble of
summer. The quotidian...

I know that now
I should pretend to search for...

Bodies are carbon,
hydrogen...

Drawing his nails
along the cell ground, striving...

Do you know what
phantom pain is? It's the twitch...