When ......
it comes to this....
a twisted kiss....
a stage that never stops....
The westward pain...
love and shame...
and the pain ...
it never comes to a full stop...
Trap or drowned......
you ...
my passion..
you my...
poision..
Fallen from grace..
the birth of new growth..
aloneness to feed..
To the everlasting wonderment of depths....
yet into new daze i crawl...
to the passage of post mort....
to nothing i wander...
