Stab the heart of the summer
  
     Impale it.

                             Don't worry,
                           It won't die,
                               won't vanish

         It will devour you,
           swallow you whole.
  
                                You two will be one.

-Who am I?
-A desperate man,
an animal crying in the jungle at night.
A liar and a hyporcite(even now(even now(even now(even now(even n
A brief flash of light in the course of thousands of years(just like millions of stars in the galaxy, going through the cycle of numerous births and deaths). A wannabe, maybe? A formless gooey of matter, not different from anything else.
A hypocrite, again. And in this particular moment, even more a vomitter and a cold sweating frog.
All and none, time and rhyme,
soon not to rhyme.
And again,
I say,
I am one of the billion stars.

Cold July air,
crystal clear
Just like
summer water
I bathe in thee

She walked away
         and now I'm sad

Buried with a sword,
axe, and spear
On a far island
of Scotland

The world has ended.
Few survivors gathered
round the fire in their camp
before the night has come,
and flooded the earth with her presence

Then, one man, without any hurry,
breathed the evening air filled
with cicadas sounds, and stood up.
He sat on the boulder beside the cracking wood and weeds,
and started to declaim poems,
and no one interrputed,
everyone listened

An honest, loving hug
    would cure my soul.
I don't need more,
     don't want more





  Body crippled
      (wordless)
         The heat
       Flames blend together
              so neat