Being a gender is too tight
a dungeon...

For the sake of silence,
we have to distance ourselves...

In that café, I penned my poems
pinned a living butterfly of my heart...

Such inverse efficacy:
Rocks grind...

The audience adored him...

I shall be forever unrecognized.
I shall forever be...

To my bloom:
I would love to dip my nose forever in your petals...

I am lonely
I am so lonely...

“They smell your mouth lest you dared to tell...
In perpetuum they flip...

When we reach the summit
of any genre of truth...

Heaven is pouring and gushing out of the...
radiances are raining from skies...

My brother is a gullible sinner
and I am Jesus...