A boulder on my neck.
I am climbing your...

You come home,
to a genocide of sperms...

The cat had the feral
look. The home was...

Unshackled, the pallor moon
was lying still, in a white...

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

Watching the externalism
I was playing a squid in deep waters...

Let the untold suffering
settle the incompleteness of truth...

Barebones, they come
in droves, to drink blood moon...

The founder will not find
the copper to cast the history...

Flawless surrender,
when the leaves were falling...

Everybody was in hurry to unpack
the sins and reshuffle the names...

That tribal instinct sits in the denial.
Words fly in fog carrying absurd meanings...