the summer breeze guides me detached from the herd and seeing
Tag: fantasy
my mind is quiet now tell the seasons to go back to their caves
the grey matter rots the maggots thrive and the light decays
three little sparrows come to claim my soul from this body
served on night’s platter a fusion of dark bodies and summer lust
smothered between horizons the subconscious deep dive
dusk we quietly redirect the subliminal unrest
i focus my thoughts on the burning page a system led by veiled overlords
a hand in the black of suffering and another to receive the karmic gold
dusk we gather at the old table breaking bread with shadows
elancharan gunasekaran 