specks of night crows flee from the dawning light
mad gods and skin drums at the eye of psychic vortex
initiating subconscious handshake cloud study
fold the leaf along its spine a psychic scream
logs and limbs for your fireplace
solemn she sings her silence all winter
attune senses to the winter oblivion
fan blades dissect the silence
painting before me vivid strokes of madness
lord of the hour gazing into the blue of cat’s eye
elancharan gunasekaran 