Defrosting,
the mutability of homicide.
You were lost in dreams
stoking the protests of eyes.

What were the explicit
suggestive remarks?
A personality disorder for going back
to pyramids and searching the priest?

Embrace the death, who
says. The pavallion was empty.
Game was over and boys had
gone to dethrone the kissed thief.

The questions run, trailing
the path. What was the nature
of this thought, I say when
sky was infinite?