The lazy days of basking weekdays
Cutting classes roaring of Kant
Whiskers on kittens,

Just

Breathe the solace of scorching heat
Atop the ancient building
Of my grave

Didn't know
them pearly drops

Elixir was
Water now.

Life it gives.

Someday it'd shine like silver
On your bushy brows

Reflections in Martyrs

Tonight
Lay in my arms.