A fuzzy fear descends.
You become ensconced...

Sleepwalking in unlit
night, grabbing the...

The unthinking begins again
watching a lunar...

The wayfarer, searching
for the leaf-pains...

After the skin, the corti
were trying to measure the silence...

The knot was broken
from the waist...

Eyes half-shut, you are seeing,
unseeing to house the failing light...

Hacked to death.
All I scribbled on...

If,
I was not afraid of...

On ladder, you climb
for espionage, with...

Nomadic words
do not stay with me...

Moon dust was sprinkled
once more on mangroves...