barren tree mynahs where leaves used to be
Tag: Elancharan
summer bare field a bouquet of wildflowers
dog shadow watches the capitalist concrete rise
come dawn the body accepts and the mind forgets
each night the flesh and mind evolves
flesh upon flesh conjuring formlessness
curtain call the grey cascades upon us
the rain reclaims its birthright: a landscape lost
paper plane launched into the summer grey
the concrete mist brings a message of maya