Sky disappeared
even
Birds, airplanes, missiles....

Tree disappeared
even 
Furnitures, rain, water...

Sea disappeared
even
Fish, ships, shore....

Land disappeared
even 
Legs, vehicles, rails...

women disappeared
even
Flowers, mirrors, death..

Finally
No Birth
No Death.....

In the crowded
slum,
Moon fallen
into the well.
people took
few hundred moon
out of their buckets...

In anger,
they spit venom..
Maybe, 
Before they got kicked out of Eden, they
would have swallowed the serpent...

She reached
the root of my love
to say,
"She hates me..."