in love with vermilion
floating on optics...

in a rumpled,
black city...

In your azure eyes
I was teaching myself...

A hidden lump was revealed
in annual ritual...

A blind spot
was clinging on to earth...

Lashing out at invisible enemies
you focus on virtue test...

The accretion of a perfect squall
when claws were out...

An ascetic dies in a shoe
spilling blood...

It was not dark
in a killing field...

He had pulled in many springs
but failed to find a heaven...

A peacock becomes non-violent
keeping the warheads...

Consensual drop.
White bougainvilleas...