Come, revolutionary citizen, breathe life into this frame of total dearth; we need emptiness to fill the carcass leftovers of those who...

Love I wear proud like a cape, and loneliness, and Sorrow, I huddle beneath a blanket when the Night is thick, before it is split open...

I have come, caked with mourning, seeking your company like a dog. I have come out of myself, out of my bed of disillusionment, when I...