the ghastly groans of the joints I once knew
Tag: Elancharan
mindless fantasies playing in the background just another day in my mind
like toddlers we flounder in the sand hoping this day wouldn’t end
outside these walls i can hear the city the insatiable beast’s moans
pluck thoughts from thin air and serve them on a silver platter
the awkward silence in the air trying to read shallow minds
home for a little while until night steals us
the last train arrives bodies in limbo still waiting for the end of the world
autumn clouds fill the void between glass towers
the morning after surrounded and trapped in by savage pigeons