mars sheathes his sword as wolves argue theology behind a veil of smoke
Tag: art
the summer moon pretends not to notice your unspoken rituals
beyond rusty gates the fog blooms in ecstasy
summer the sky forgets how to breathe and the world stands still
stars flicker gently and the fog reveals a kinky rumour
wild whispers reshape the summer shoreline
you wear the seasons wrong and summer forgets you
speak soft and the bones of the forest align to listen
something to confess: bones rattle violently
the river wasn’t where it was supposed to be this morning flowing free from the third eye of foreheads
elancharan gunasekaran 