perhaps the best way to live is to drown ourselves completely in existence
Month: January 2024
these days i breathe just enough to be
the winter forest and the ego a language of silence
draw enough inspiration from the void and become the void in turn
a cold and self-contained kind of madness in dwelling
winter in the shadow of the tree you sway finally free
winter after dark the cat left a void in our hearts
draw from the almanac of flesh the days of abyssal yearning
amused at the vindicaton of my godless self
through fingers the seas fall as waterfalls into the ocean
elancharan gunasekaran 