A long pause
after my signature peel...

Becoming blind
in lightless depth...

You punish yourself
for not becoming a naught...

Your stretched nerves
move, like a reptile...

Like walking on coal dump
coming of age...

The ordinary life
and the passage of one thousand...

In between the scars
where was the frame...

The pixels refuse to leave
the screen. There was a...

A steep drowning
in traffic of curves...

Was very confused.
I was becoming poorer...

The yellow metal
protecting the unborn...

Between the sun and moon
you come to transcend...