every night
just beyond twilight,
i change shape
and soul
with my other
and inspite of a promising day,
go to dream
holding noone's hand
noone's heart.

This time tomorrow I would have exercised my democratic right to vote my leader.

I watched the blood through your iridescent earlobes

This happened yesterday afternoon.

As you and I sat around wood,

Hoping the next meeting comes soon.

lonely house

There on the window pane

Egg white ink and lilies lay

Asleep in the day

Origami doves

Came alive at your one touch

Flew away in the night

All over my grave

Orange flowers you chose lay

Lesser petals wept.