Don't Rotate The Neck

It hooded but left showing pity As if an old unprintable torn shirt Red dropped leaf under the feet eaten by insects Not the best things like roses or orchids Can't be put into the world's equations At all in any way At least one desire is active behind every relation or event As dominant or recessive stage Desire means intent Intent means something to own In this me centered development of civilization Give should be lesser than take When time arrives everyone is undone Either to go or ticket will lift to the departure The universe is not static One day you sat here in this room now you have to leave The path is on the way No eyes behind don't rotate the neck