a poet writes the blueprint for his madness with a strange quill made of a single drop of the cosmic consciousness
Tag: freedom
a child of the celestials reaches forth and touches the beast calling it: friend
scales of shifting constellations a forgotten beast erupts from the core of a fractal storm
two coins for the dead and the sky’s last laugh a witch brews rivers of ink
foam froths forth from tongues older than the bones of trees
a prophet dances in flames to taste the ashes of tomorrow
not birthed but carved from the silver marrow of forsaken moons
ion storm lips holding together the fabric of timespace
ultraviolet her body phasing through the gravity wells of forgotten moons
a hymn to black holes that swallow love and just alike
elancharan gunasekaran 