the floodgates of night are open i dare not breathe
Month: December 2023
dreams pouding at the gates while we fumble with the locks
a skin tag maybe a blemish the craters on the face of the moon
the mynahs’ chatter grows was there something you wanted to say
limbs refashioned to resemble the nightmare of trees at twilight
dusk we take refuge in the subtle calls of the sparrow
breach the flesh to save the soul only to find the nothingness gazing back
faint traces of a yearning to sleep out the horrors of this day
wake me when we regain some semblance of our humanity until then
autumn at dusk in the comfort of candles the words flow
elancharan gunasekaran 