phantoms float above fields of war wrapped in winter’s fog
Tag: freedom
hush now pale winds come for your soul
each step forward softens grey clouds
soft slow beneath your tongue the ritual blooms in gesture
liberated pilgrims leave the voidspace blessed with demonic deformities and bloodlust
a language of fungus and howl escapes the dead god’s maw
your shadow crawls where you refuse to go
last words collected and woven into shawls the witch in a grim garden of ears
deep rift a creature of terror nests in the bones of usurpers
dark before dawn i stepped inside a prayer of roots
elancharan gunasekaran 