not just cosmic dust but a bonfire ablaze in this universe
Tag: fiction
train ride the bored mind reshapes daft faces
mynahs launched into the cold drafts of dawn
the ceremonial suffering of this wretched night
bonfires on branches the forest aglow in auburn
mind’s eye and subtlety is a grey tone of deprivation
she sits in the cradle of green her pride swallowed by the peace
summer trail these trees barely remember the old gods
i keep a piece of paradise on me always until you believe otherwise
for a moment the purple sky belonged to us