Tag: freedom

summer the rooster’s silence breaks up the morning storm

after the dream your bones itch with unfinished magic

the stone in your pocket hums to the fog frosted summer moon

too much of silence and moss begins to grow on expired tongues

a bell chimes and a swarm of dragonflies explode from your ribcage

summer a tree exhales your secret aloud

summer you linger close enough and skin ignites

the sky glitches and every step in this wasteland is trespass

you read the fires wrong and above you the moon grinds its teeth