For the nurses they are old lesions
but for the patients...
You were digging deep
for flaws in me yet you...
One was imploring
for forgiveness for the crime...
Butterflies of poetry
forever flutter in their reflections...
To P&Q
She said that I was too sad, too damaged...
Tell me why flowers
do not last...
While he asked mercy
for his wrong deeds, they hung him...
You looked at my skin and said:
you are not bleeding enough...
You say "In God We Trust"
on your money...
One and two are another paradox,
two absolutely diverse opposites...
When the crucifiers
crusade...
The objective of a heart is
to defeat time...