salt winds returned with your voice
Tag: freedom
the machine prayed and the chrome gods answered with rust
drank deep from the soma and now my insides glow
i offered salt and the seas offered song
dusk reveals a second sun under the sand
transmission ends the light in your eyes fracture
a single ping heard across the sentient mindscape
to walk the garden is to shed all realisation of self to become less human
best not to dwell the sky here is someone else’s grave
pale skin rusts and names melt into ash
elancharan gunasekaran 