Tag: fantasy

the haze on horizon spits out the standup paddler

buddha robed in velvet having a slice of nirvana

waging a proxy war with crows for the morning light

if it is a dream you seek then you need to let go

in one fluid motion the body slumps on the sidewalk

pale winds strumming the clothesline

how important we feel just by staying alive

marching underground flesh follows flesh

where’d your lungs go little crow

the ghastly groans of the joints I once knew