Nothing makes me happier than when I see
good in people eyes...

From the bottles of the forworn memories
that on the counter I amass...

When we are unequal we lose one another,
we lose our butterfly...

When the wind
at its hasty ingress...

You are so quiet
but your silence is quite loud...

Is transparency a soul,
something all the clear things share...

Black man sings:
Compering to the way you moving your booty my baby...

The penumbra of Illumination.
The echo of birds’ footsteps in silence...

A pussycat jumped over the moon
soon she realized the moon was nothing...

An straight arrow
the strength and reach of my aims...

I brimmed mine with wine
but only your empty glass...

All the night
sea...