unwalked cities and unborn rivers hung in misty frames along a quiet corridor
Tag: fiction
clouds study gravity the way saints study sin
the parasite clings to walls to clouds to those who deny their true nature
memory like the cold sea refuses to stay buried
the smell of incense rife with wicked schemes of mad gods
wounded in the war you never fought sliding down the rabbit hole of trauma
a hallway filled with phantoms incorporeal statues of you feigning your innocence
on a single thread of certainty the eternal flame feeds
gaze long enough into the glow of the fallen star and you will be reminded of its treachery
across cold ancient waters boats carry the burden of unanswered prayers
elancharan gunasekaran 