standing skin to skin the last of drizzle
Month: January 2021
lift crawls up the unfinished concrete titan
frail bodies crash into winter winds
sitting in nighttime cinders the circle drawn
death recognises death winter evening
silence surrounds the broken god
behind fortified glass dusk bodies slump
imagine you rising from wood ash and embers
dusk in her voice soothes the night
strangeness to this scene of confused pigeons