Month: May 2025

pilgrims shave heads and burn braids in great bonfires on the border

rain erases the horizon as goats graze on thunder

a cosmic echo sways the monolith shifting the equilibrium of worldly balance into chaos

existence leaks raw and spills forth like pollen from the randy flora of paradise

signposts come alive and curse at your existence

camels with chimney humps spew smog and drink from the shadow of sands

thirst learns your name and taunts you

armies scatter as cloud wolves rain howls of hail upon flesh mortal and undead

a moth of legend lands on the lips of a king now he goes by the name of: rust

pilgrims kneel in moss for the one who riddles to grant them safe passage through the forest grim