Jäegermeister and dreams of the wilderness
the iron curtain falls on this storm grey noon
dusk the skies rage quite possibly the end times
wallowing in the company of cloud whales
time check all hands point far north
it feels alright fading into the background noise
for company shoes of another scraping in the dark
consciousness spread across the parquet floor
a quick zine of experimental haiku: handmade/ handwritten/ scanned and uploaded with love, get it before I change my mind:
the illusion here is the savagery of the human ego
elancharan gunasekaran 