Month: September 2022

egos reduced to a garland of skulls

bite the bullet and transcend this body

massage the damp dirt breaking earthly bonds

the autumn wind’s first sigh

purple scales drift off into the dream seas

morning scuffle mynahs tumble off the roof

left to my devices to reimagine the seasons

at dusk feet deep in cold fires

come autumn the world still burns

rain’s rhythm baby hands play the metal rail