drown in the abyssal depths of my gentle paradise
Tag: art
light a lantern of cold fire inside a ring of bones the pilgrim learns prophecy at spirits’ pace
guided by autumn’s cold breath silence summons silence
dust rises in gentle spirals lifting the feathers of winged gods for one final flight
who do you think maintains wormholes? astrognomes of course
windless day: the stillness of autumn trees terrifies civilization
the city grunts at the tiny patch of forest which responds with a quiet gaze that chills the bones of concrete
a planet birthed inside a test tube tiny moons orbit as sparks glitter within the self contained microcosm
with pale fingertips we lift the fragile light of dawn
elancharan gunasekaran 