I will go as I had
come, and then plunge
into void― betraying myself.

It is very agitated
existence, living with weird,
complicated beings.

With metaphysical
lenses, you become confused
between X and Y and gender was lost.

Dying was difficult
when everybody wants to live.
Human rights become
your property.

Come September and
you dive into depression.
How much money you need to die?

You cannot ape the
speechlessness of moon
standing near your lips.