Skinned alive, as
an aftermath of speaking...

The godman also had
an underbelly...

Was it a calculated
risk, when it was poetry...

This paper lantern in lake
was in love with you...

In search of wholeness,
the words sit around me...

I felt you, through your
words. Tight and...

I would not understand
your fabric, when you come...

Can you understand
the agony of a titan, which...

The brown rice were
not yet ready...

It was a damp kiss
of an image...

Tonight the moon will sit
on the gazobe...

Blunt and bold were
the wet spots...