Tag: experimental

night corridor shadows on a witch hunt

sweeps the autumn night under the violet rug

the night moth demands a shot of soju

it is what it is in the throes of deep ecstasy

in the queue waiting for the bus autumn bees

caught in the act crows preening on lamppost

long drive down the subconscious freeway

stranded in bed the autumn lava rises

she brings gifts: of clay soil, chewed pulp and songs from the wild

with open arms the wilderness enters our home