Down the stuttering corridor Of the wee hour a holy melancholy Crowd bust its scandals gusts And desperately gnaw at the panic That hunger for anger. An unbroken desire afraid to be fulfilled Fear the splendor of tender thirst for the Woman who pinch...

The missionary exultation Uproot the forest that conjure The stale blood spatter that hunted The generosities of male to male embrace There is a turning black in the compel center Of a quivering promise for a thousand years. The missionary position is...

What madness of skeletons Full of sediment and patience That has forgotten how to scream The fornication of the breeding ground. The dark quagmire is itself eternal Of fragile violent that recollect The tender hopes of volcanoes sculptured By the red...

The untouched ebb that flows Impetuous as water Going where it want to go The tide washes away a line Drawn in the sand So we can not make a stand The death of silence Is full of once polished bones Now charred by desire. There is a thirsty thirst in...

The wayfarer The stranger The deserted road Perhaps someone Somewhere to go The small steps The backward tow The face that halt The lonely word go Cryptic images Insignificant Stylization Uncertain of the landmark In the mind that knows To retrace the...