My pains have increased,
so have I, my tolerance...

We are still here but
no one ever outlasts...

I wish I were the pivotal point
at the centre of gravity...

The anniversary of my fathers departure
Now...

It is endless
their aptitude of flaming to burst and blaze out...

Only the mad
can wrestle the self...

Life is an interlude
between two deaths...

All the night
sea...

The consumer is consumed
as consumption consummates...

"Why is the fading flower so sad?"
-Asked the tearful child...

I don't believe in
any religion because...

Who is vandalizing this bench
in the garden of my thoughts, my heartfelt words...