little one raising fire and smoke from nothing
Tag: haiku
working lips muster stringed dry whispers
nighttime levitation in the name of no one
train end we gather and contemplate
disturb/ the dark: static across flesh
white flags raised and they choose not to see
navigate the evening deep mental scars
between bedsheet wrinkles finding peace
overcast the grey and drizzle have settled
morning dream/ chasing the ivory salamander