I shiver with a slightest breeze,
I hesitate to dip in but the sea is too inviting to resist.
I dock into the water level to keep me warm with its placidity,
pull the found banka to a mystery lush of mangroves.
...
now let me paint you
black and red
let me pull out your guts
until your body refused to bleed
...
barely,
my eyes won't see
the tea stain that lingers on the brink of my cup
as she smiled and declared that my cards
...
i came to my own defeat
swallowing my own words
tasting the same bitterness that
i try to feed you
...
i want to be numb
fossil like deity
on a prehistoric slum
i'll dropp my bow and arrow
...
i'll throw my gun into the sea
let any troubles be swallowed
by the hungry mouth of ambiguity
...