I write about sensations, moods and apparitions,
while people give parties to cover the silence.
There is no sense in
feeling remorse for a thing you could not control.
And death sings...
Would you mind if I die?
What did you want when you
continued to ask?
My energies must be direct to an act.
I continually research a sure channel to address my emotive
I yearn they have a positive origin
Intolerant towards imperfection.
I practise a personal and secret
against the shame of publicly showing our own signs.
MEMENTO AUDERE SEMPER