Tag: fantasy

the memories of the weekend we carry with a solemn heart

morning after the calm the flesh picks itself up and heads into the chaos

hope is a dying trade and still the shutters are raised

a careless thought and the storm rushes in to fill the void

voices of spring consumed by the greedy fog

damp earth the eye in the sky floats amongst flowers

sleep tugs at eyes but the flesh defies the voices

burning eyes and blocked ears pool water follows me places

take you from tongue to brink of the forgotten world

small bites the muffin and the sparrow vanishes