tender the empty space for this flesh has sinned and will sin again
Month: August 2023
fingers sober playing a game of touch and go in the dark before dawn
sheets of rain fall in rhythm until the void is filled
the crack of the whip urging fires to devour flesh and wood
a light gust lifts pollen and petals now falling gently to earth
watch as i drift across distant fields searching seeking warmth
dark hands swipe at oblivion grey specks floating in an endless space
summer winds deliver ashes into homes reminding the flesh of witches at the stake
the culmination of contradictions let loose upon this innocent world
watch as my kin burn at the light it was painless and swift
elancharan gunasekaran 