Month: April 2021

a shift in paradigm blue to blur

untouched the body becomes a divine relic

lay beside you and orchestrate this madness

whispers in the dark spring ghosts

an old god drops a flower into the void

dusk we compose a tune of shadows

noon heat we crawl into the valley of dreams

spring omen a spider on each wall

bodies limp before the curse of television

we respond to the darkness with silence