dark before dawn glass towers reflect the solitude of another world
Tag: fantasy
quiet now the pilgrim sleeps undisturbed upon a bed of thorns
binary sensations rendered in a computational simulation: sweet dreams
the cold metal gaze offers no warmth but the silence and security of algorithms
quiet and undying enough drama let go of flesh and become one with the machine
saltwater lungs the coast swallows the song of spring
the grey clings to the morning light and shapes the image of flesh
low tide: scattered pieces of the spring moon
a warped sense of belief precedes the zenith of one’s faith for it is the pilgrim who falls in path and trench and the pilgrim alone who is raised beyond the limits of mankind
when the rush fills your flesh and mind humanity is slowly lost
elancharan gunasekaran 