Tag: experimental

lob the mantra into the heart of the ground fog

deep grey the very air burns eyes and lungs

the last of limbs burning out in december

murmur of feathered bodies bid the rain goodbye

autumn crows rearrange the stuttering sky

the gods desire warmth more than gold and soma

damp loins the rain outside

you say you do but there is barely any warmth

riding out the cold winds in a mahogany casket

rewind the autumn tide to its days of glory