petals open inside your skull what more is there to say
Tag: fantasy
ash forms the shape of devotion smothering mortal flesh in cinders of the endtime
frail pale hands reach through the mist to touch the light
your heart drums its hardest you hear it in your skull and the street you walk has memorised your heartbeat
predator winds of autumn come seeking the source of joy the humming of a fire
summer’s fire hums gently from beneath a stone in the zen garden
she carries a lantern not of light but of voices that hum and lead the way in the dark: follow the voice please the light is divine’s end
autumn after dark dreams catch fire the body wakes in sweat and tears ready to fight but the demons are long gone
the sun’s rays forgotten in its place a circle of umbra pulses to the dark ones who will worship its madness
into the pit of lightning serpents the midnight children circle playfully and toss bones of plagued beasts