one vision shows that you never left your glass prison and another shows you trying to stay afloat in a catastrophic whirlpool
Tag: art
ritual: smoke rises shaped like a pilgrim impaled by war spears
the bard was set on fire and he sang his last to an empty throne
the summer mist wakes to the humming in the hills
she walks the cracked earth with a staff grown from contagion and fills skull jars with disease
a mad god dangles upside down from paradise spilling rain and lightning from his mouth
when you start to fade live louder than you ever did
in the garden of chaos bells ring when blasphemy blooms
a taste of cosmic salt and his tongue turned into mirrors
she kissed a demon and a duel between plagues ravaged the realms
elancharan gunasekaran 