Tag: fiction

seaweed run feral through the streets snapping at the heels of the sun

reflecting too many skies we collapsed into sleep

the autumn wind grinds its teeth snarling into poems

feet blessesd by the void and gone to war with the silence

a sound from the past buried in static can this infant mind comprehend the notion of fossilized noise

i inhale symbols i cannot decode and exhale questions

autumn dawn the silence shapes our steps and words

each dark wave carries an idea i’ve never had

only those who kneel will ever know the weight of the stars

in a language older than my soul i hear the roots speak