Persian rugs Under fishnet canopy Fallen nose of golden Russian Perfect...
Black asphalt burns Warm red hearts Sitting, sizzling in the sun...
Grey ghost In rags you dress Appropriate on occasion Numbered days...
Today The cemetery Claimed three The siren I’ve heard only Once...
A wounded solider watches over Four graveless headstones Generations of family...
Now I lay my head to rest My weary bones put...
I have known you from afar Often I have seen your...
The flowers still bloom In the spot where she killed Old...
Sleep, he said For you are weary And the night cold...
Blood Flows When I Do not Know What Else To Do....