The night sky imitated coke ink
invading iris blue:
the boldest palette I had ever made.
How could it be bleached into tonguelessness,
which characterized this
As I was about to kneel down, he
sighed and said:
Among his honored guests,
their vapor, drunk talks and cigarette smoke,
he sat still.
Tonguelessness, which characterized
this man’s debut,
tricked me into hallucinations:
a fragrance started to cloud us in
the deep mountains,