An autopsy was being conducted
with brutality...

Were you ready for a virginity test
to cross the umbrella of harpoons...

It was a complete disaster.
I will listen to moon tonight, while...

Wind prowled.
You had a hornet’s sting...

Was I sane?
Like poetry infiltrating...

It was a summer night.
A windswept moonbeam...

Hauled up
the breast suture...

Immersion in a regal
carnage. Ash colored dawn...

Like swapping your face for
a tormentor. Stop the rains...

Tousling the opulence was
not modesty...

A siege had an agenda
for a suicide match...

Boots in air
an elite brain hangs out...