Like the thinker,
why did you not...

Becoming you,
I perceive your face...

The six minute run
on the beach...

Such were the times.
You wanted to become sane...

The intrigues, the twists
unravel the woven threads...

What was the
secret of the path...

Incubation was not
complete. The thirst of...

In the waning moon
you were talking...

How age slips away
from your hands...

Time. Marches on;
tasting the blood of hikers...

A rose.
Atonement for...

Unable to conceive.
The theme had not arrived...