art – Page 10 – elancharan gunasekaran

when the rush fills your flesh and mind humanity is slowly lost

after dawn phantoms on the skyline dissipate gently

savages in paradise: where bombs bloom in spring

striders skimming the surface of reality a tiny stream busy with life

monkey with a lion’s mane leads me down the spring forest path a game of pause and crawl

the mind fog fades and the eyes of many gaze into the abyss of the supervoid

slipped into the mind of the beast and all i could feel was hunger primal and ancient as the void above

winter’s gift: a potion of emptiness to escape the noise and the coming chaos

pulled between light and dark the spring moon stands her ground

spring the sun peeks from behind the brutalist and the minds of men run for cover within numb skulls