Like water hyacinth of lake
you cannot run away...

Without words, I wanted
to write a poem. Would you...

Needing a bit less,
I wanted to discover myself...

The time will not heal. The
aging looks. Erotica. Each...

Who was the dancer of death?
You went for the kill...

A machine pain,
scripts the name secretly...

The basics to live
was with the peeling off...

Standing on deathway,
choking back tears...

A dirty word
waits for the chilling moon...

Unmaking the bond
between cause and effect...

A tiny doubt sends out
the solvos. Self on fire...

Under the holy basil,
lighting the earthen lamp...