cat brings the winter moth to the brink of death and disappears into the darkness
Tag: experimental
footprint in the mud not questions but connections
we speak to the mad gods in greys and whispers
winter dawn the cobbler mending his mind on the sidewalk
night canal city lights drifting away from the madness
4am the forest mother calls upon her dark warrior
the weight of the crow’s curse on hunched shadows
nightfall the city is silent and yet i can feel its scheme
paper cut the blood screams out its script
dusk words fail and i fade to my private nirvana