Desolate
I paused
Yet, you didn't come;
Searched for you
In leaves
Hurrying
Down desolate boulevards,
The sky wild
With moon and cloud
Furthermore, lights' shadows
On a divider.
Ruined
Furthermore, afloat
As falling leaves
My considerations
Spun about
Winding boulevards
What's more, blown
Pieces of sonnets
Dispersed
In void parcels…
So spooky,
The sheeted phantoms
Stilled
Their yells and groans
What's more, remained at home.
