Right where the moon becomes full
Up in the sky so clearly obscure...

I’m dying
I’m dying everyday...

Summer, hummer, humming bird
Comes a runner, sprinter, lunger, falling here...

Sometimes, I’m a cracked egg
laughing...

Death,
i see you in the corners of my life...

river, river
flowing down...

Oh sweet heart
I can feel your ache...

a melón, sweet
delicious as it is...

Some days I’m fine just like a well
enjoying nature I must tell...

Hey,
I’m tire...

She received a flower in an envelope
as a bouquet of letters with no sender...

I know I’m just a cloud passing by
But sometimes is tough...