Anointed truth
had no path. Path...

Will not donate
my bloodstained shirt...

Would not move the things.
They had moved me...

It was the frontal assault
of brutal summer...

Inexplicable.
I run my own life, when...

Open the news paper
and find out that war has a set sequence...

Questioning yourself-
like a Spanish Inquisition...

O Zero man! you come
with a continuous denial...

Clouds had veiled
the waning sun...

I will keep on
looking back, when you would...

The ache of taking a
call, when my...

Coming of age becomes
temporal, when...