noon cold winds and the disappearing coast
Tag: haiku
a shift in paradigm blue to blur
untouched the body becomes a divine relic
lay beside you and orchestrate this madness
whispers in the dark spring ghosts
an old god drops a flower into the void
dusk we compose a tune of shadows
noon heat we crawl into the valley of dreams
spring omen a spider on each wall
bodies limp before the curse of television