lips burn as serpents and scaled beasts slither free reshaping reality
Author: Elancharan இளஞ்சேரன்
Elancharan Gunasekaran is a multidisciplinary artist and poet. He has a strange love for all things poetical and Sci-Fi. A winner of the Montblanc X Esquire Six-word Story prize 2017. His latest publications are Superatomicluminal (Hesterglock Press), Gods of the Gonzo (Analog Submission Press) and The Cosmosnaut Manifesto (UndergroundBooks).
the sky is not blue but the memory of a pale god unmade
i see the future not the way you do an alternate reality that creeps on you in slow pulsating waves of stupor
the noon drizzle disturbs the old gods sleeping in the dust
buries itself deeper in the throat of the elder elm the living blade refuses death
the first spell was a scream not meant to rule but to rupture the minds of the invaders
dusk the forest full of ghosts who will sip your name from bones
the wax hot drips down his wrist to the ground that was built on rumor and myth
bones the spectrum of light keeping the spring sky aloft
ocean waves shimmer slick with lunar sweat and warm drafts that spring brings
