Infamous in death.
You stop fighting?
with me. I will ask the dynasty,
Where was your enemy?

It was within you, he
said. Crawling in the dark?
poems. Will you invite
the monk for the atonement?

Spiritual? Between the
sentences, you fall asleep.
Green-crockery turn to a
naked statue, for comfort.

The black lips start
kissing the red hooks.