When love beckons like the sorrow of red-crowned cranes
And the solidarity of midnight wolves
My heart is crowded with the temperature of your absence
Lordly attributes of mine just a vapid caricature
A castle of sands and a dry squid ashore I become
Who take your departure morbidly as punishment divine
Avowal of solitary life just at a modicum
I in a pit of sordid hell, made undesigned

She fed me love but I vomited

Trees are shedding their leaves
Trees are shedding their leaves