Tag: creative writing

stoke the little ember

become fire

become buddha

bent spines and broken spirits winter reality

evening rush hour

the light from eyes

disappears

succumb to the cold train winter limbo

reeling in the subconscious from reality

senseless darkness binds these limbs

dusk we commit to desecrate the flesh

dangerously still the warming world

winter crescent

accompanies corridor ghosts

available light thaw the grey from skin