round the river’s bend you follow ripples that forget to end
Tag: fantasy
raise stone mugs high and toast to the old copper moon
tide meets rust and symbiosis occurs behind veiled designs
daylight folds and microscopic moons bloom from the spine of fish
become a figure of love she says and quietly limbs rebel
words rust and disintegrate before they leave pale lips
bedside alley toes exhume the carcass of a beetle from darkness
stone insects follow the great divide and crawl across summer’s horizon
islands rearrange sand and tide shift in rhythmic response to a calling beyond
the full moon atop its seat of power swallows you whole with its queer gaze