Month: June 2021

all we’ve ever seen a blind gods’s illusion

night winds we restrain flesh to concrete

noon tide ripples beneath tender skin

leaf fall we construct the silence

bend the dawn winds to our will

dealing with the constant grey in the atmosphere

a rhythm to the winds no matter how unkind

summer we resist the pandering of old ways

nothing soft about the rain on frail bodies

rush hour an old god stops to watch the sunrise