the fog on one side and the first light on the other critters watch grim as the forest brokers peace between the two
Tag: fantasy
the autumn moon grows cheeky raising false ancestors from the sea and setting them loose upon the mortal world
the fish wear the faces that drown and dissolve into stories
where the smoke climbs the autumn sky burns away
robe cast aside naked bare revealed i step into the psychic pyre to be condemned to the astropathic choir now we are many now we are one eternal against the warp
for the emperor
voices fall faster than bodies until there is only silence with bloodied fangs
we wear barbed halos and pretend to be saints behind us the shadows cast black out suns
the fires of autumn ride luscious clouds along the quiet coast and one can only wonder if its beauty is peace or destruction should it ever make landfall
insects blind and filled with fury bend metal into impossible curves raising bridges into the abode of the mad gods
ghosts of autumn wear fabric of unfinished prayers for warmth