even death might a take a moment or two to appreciate the rain why won’t you
Month: July 2024
every droplet of rain has a unique name and sounds like a crash
found: tired eyes at the back of the head
the rain at last a love letter to the vagrant soul
swear fealty to the designs of your pale flesh
dim the moonlight the clouds stutter and struggle to rain
more names for the disease as the pleasure grows
in the absence of rain imagine this body without a soul
what’s left of humanity is circumcised for the pressures of contemporary living
the cloudy face of the summer sky in mad phases of day and shadow
elancharan gunasekaran 