The flame tree
burns again my house...

Becoming scattered,
the winged visitors...

In starless night to-
think of you, watching the...

Overdriving
the silence in zero light...

When the intellect was
defiling the unwritten book...

By genetic accident?
I fall in your way...

Nevermore you will talk
of the forked tongue...

In death probe,
what you intend to find...

After the deluge: dark,
where the river...

Boundaries untouched-
I held your hands...

The quality drops. You
look at the sky...

White lotus at red feet:
we will start self-infliction...