The tiny thrusts
and a blunt fuel...

First encounter was skimpy
unleashing a terror...

The smile conceals, something.
Does not offer any cue...

No stitches will work.
You have to navigate...

For a moonshine,
there was no moon...

You had the numbers.
The reverse trends begins...

Why, why we keep on
weighing each other...

It was blue and
red. The rape...

The neck pain was singled
out. Roll yourself down...

In blood sport
you forget to die, disintegrating...

In twilight,
the noose tightens...

Last night a dream,
died in infancy, when you...