Month: February 2021

between concrete cracks a sprout reminds us

breaching soil

the little green ones

find their way

oil puddle glints liquid gold

crows and barren trees a scene of terror

stoke the little ember

become fire

become buddha

bent spines and broken spirits winter reality

evening rush hour

the light from eyes

disappears

succumb to the cold train winter limbo

reeling in the subconscious from reality

senseless darkness binds these limbs