Tag: art

for old times sake a sip of night’s indigo

where humans used to live family of spiders build a web of lies

so dark it hurts purple bruised sky

after dark cat shadow and i the silence grows

a final act: the void worm/devours itself

subtle echoes disturb the deep crater occupants

eagle shadow clears the blue sky chasing crows

downstream paper boats sink in warmth

first light crows gather to mock greedy pigeons

end of a season shadows circle pillar of fire