Tag: fantasy

picking ripe lips for the right kind of lies

woken from deep sleep and feeling miles away from home

spring night the owl hoots to all but me

mind’s horizon the evening sun burnt into memory

overcast above and garden snails bowed in prayer

stand aside body and let the fog pass

the mango tree tells a tale of a pigeon who was too white for the masses

rain droplets exploding against window grills the assault on silence

night extends her reach storm black clouds raging against daylight

smog song the machine hum from within war silos