feeling of absolution at every waking turn
Tag: Elancharan
old gods old trees holding breath
dusk the body falls under a spell of lethargy
a shadow sits still in the gloom gale
eye of the fly storm rotting jackfruit
bodies become blur passing through concrete
dolls scattered across sofa
morning winds winter
weeding winter garden the olds gods test me
cat sneeze the grey vivid and grim
tidal surge
alien mothership rises
ocean depths
