A sleepwalker gives up
a snake,
inside the sleeves.
The dog outruns
...
A shut door
without a house
would not open, would not open.
...
I was standing in the pawn-
shop to make up my mind. They
were changing the price of human skin.
...
A truth does not need a
crowd. I walk alone, when you
don't move. Moon will undo.
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Nothing to say in
infinite sky. The harvest moon
knows, the axes are coming.
...
I take up the spectre
of unsung pains. Half- doubts will
follow the ending day, Make me moon.
...
You are trying to steal
me from me. I will remain quiet like
the sealed lips of rising moon.
...
After the monologue, you
stand on the other side of the moon,
when between lines, nothing was left.
...
In paucity of love
You become the wanderer from one
beehive to another.
...
The razor-thin gap between
us has been very nostalgic. I pick daily
the rose thorns to prick my conscience.
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