Why the pink words
float in black eyes?
I swear, I will not look
at the moon again.
...
Gifting myself a new
hurt, though ephemeral, do
you feel my nearness
when I don't speak?
...
To drink the sea,
spilled over
from your eyes was not an easy task.
...
Becoming myself,
in the light of a flint, I
come back to retrieve the story,
after the pernicious fall.
...
An indecent
exposure. It was not
a game, to kill
a panther, moving
...
In my assets
you blaze.
A past of you in my
future torments the wait.
...
Poetry of vengeance.
This was not any pulverized
version of new memes, the
digital eating
...