smoke plume rises from the deepest and darkest parts of the forest away from the eyes of gods
Tag: art
swatting at the housefly in orbit
beer for the moth never bargain with the void
door to door the mist with a bag of ice
dead fish tossed around like a toy river grave
a cape of cold winds for the unsung hero
never enough eyes to watch over the eternal fire
true to the bone i the godless man
safe space a raft floats along the moonlit shimmer
the kingfisher in the shadows calls for truce
