Learning the script
of death, scarred by the
things of nature.
From one key to another
the transitional smile
shows the inherited strength
of ancient weep.
I adore you because I don\'t
love myself. The self-affliction
is to understand how a lamb feels
under the knife of a butcher.
The beast, that impales
its prey on the thorns, while
singing a melody, to become
a companion of dancing god.
There was no antithesis between fangs and stings.