rehearsing peace: as the bombs drop the bodies do not exit stage they simply lay motionless eyes wide open gazing into the hearts of the audience
Tag: freedom
the blood moon knows that bellies will be filled with the red of ale tonight
orange in the horizon a spring moth rushes into the fire
a feathered god once told me: survive the dream and you will survive the process
i fear: the kind of dragon i am becoming one who takes pride in sleeping amongst the cinders of a once peaceful village now razed to the ground
forest’s edge: trees step slightly out of the frame and the cold path dims
in between: taking stock of perishable feelings
winter’s end: just take a look at the darkness we have domesticated
not merely a matter of freeing the body but the liberation of cosmic forces that have been caged within this malleable shell
motionless in a state of near death the very air consumed is fed to the pranic engine
elancharan gunasekaran 