I always carried my death, living.
My memories all were...

How come is your absence more present than your...
How come world is suddenly this empty...

Just through the cadence
of withering these flowers...

It is everywhere
though we must dig deep inside...

It isn’t the same, the
house of today, but I still...

This very moment
is everything we have for...

You're incurable
because you are the very...

Fleeing from herself
the giddy kitten of clock...

How lonely is our
togetherness in compare...

The space is as the result of
our disunion...

How many worms have you cooped up
in the beaks of your wide kisses...

You don't know the sleuth
you must've hidden your wrongs from...