first light cold limbs forced back into place
Month: December 2023
glades burning and crystal horns scattered in the dirt
be wise to set aside some words for a rainy day
how cumbersome these thoughts and feelings
right the art within this frail shell
dark before dawn the drizzle consumes the flesh
autumm the smooth descend into somatic madness
wide awake and crawling across this greying landscape
days worth of distress compounded into livid dreams
the autumn landscape goes into a trance of bleakness