Tag: fiction

the river slows to a ripple when you stop believing

the sky forgets color and the morning silence decays

moth priests of summer feeding the fire in ritual sacrifice

what if the voices in your head form your community

rain stains the lens and the world we knew turned grim and grey

a mist covered hill dreams of becoming the sea someday

the cobbled path into nothingness eats at the soles of pilgrims

paper lanterns pulse and orbit a dreaming corpse

the summer fog constructs false memories of pleasure