Tag: haiku

disorder on the horizon

uniformed shells programmed to obey

black noise and the end of the forest road

undo the silence and crawl back into bed

the sunlit landscape yearns for touch

fake sky syndrome nothing left to feel

don’t deny the cold air tranquility

follow the smoke from prayer sticks

dusk the intricacies of tendons and limbs

curious. the body/ filters: nocturnal sounds.