He made the mark on the table.
I was around.
And the sun up & over.
A red book-shelf, which could only be there!
It came into the head
Soon to push off.
The moonlight & the cats upon his toe
My lips were moving from cover to cover
Unleashing a book upto unreadability...

Milk and blood like wine---what say?
Rock on-
-Chop off
Behead-
-Befriend?
Gunshots at the centre of your birthday-cake
Politicians have to talk about man
We have to urinate every morning!
THROUGH THE FLUSH STARKLY...