I lost so much
of your beauty!
A shop with no much
except some necessities.
The tick of every clock with fatigue
Each second returns from the last breath.
A mount within in plains
where tourists feed their cameras
Steal all the inches and flee.
A bed of your decency, I slept
Your dog licked and devoured my arm
I just breathe slowly, slowly,
devotion to your fragrance
You permit me use of your old, dirty shirt.
Like a patient etherized upon a bed
I gaze all your evilness...
and I search a dying soul in you.
Shaded with no color
Let me introduce you to evil.