we see yes we see! we saw the snails following retiring prints and unknown names despairing fame tits we see yes we see! we saw the buried deeds sprout out...
I wait; like night waiter, waiting for new dawn. Then I let months swallow my plight, and await her embrace not anymore.... I sleep in a room where her portrait...
i Goodbyes are doors That leads to nirvana Or another squinched door Where painted memories sync To the breath nights breathes Inside Colossal flashbacks: Gory reminiscence, of extrinsic feelings, Of...