rumours of a queer beast in the old quarter one who traps victims between stone cold pillars and recites a eulogy before ripping them in half mind the midnight streets and please stay safe
there are the other doors that bless you with anonymity while some loudly proclaim your iminent arrival along with your deepest darkest secrets gaping maws that trap you within the confines of claustrophobic walls and steal your sanity bit by bit
i might take no offense and still decide to wear your pretty face to the masquerade
rehearsals of the flesh continue until the night learns humility
a raindrop each pilgrims bring from all over to be catalogued in the consecrated vaults
children of the night take stock of unsummoned moons in an underground bunker
mends your shadow for a copper coin if you will let her the alley witch crouched at a forgotten doorway
feelings that spanned from dusk till dawn before the scales shed and the heart embraced cold iron
a patchwork of bulbous grey clouds blistered with lightning invades paradise
witness the naming of the skies as a leaf floats down an envoy between worlds
elancharan gunasekaran 