the echoe wanes and the words drift north
Tag: kigo
bass thumping the rain blitzes without mercy
the blood within the finger throbs burns and explodes
the lightning spreads its roots across winter sky
wake from the abysmal overture of rainfall
childlike hands reach and grasp the cold winds
the rain teaches us to find pleasure in the fall
a trail of black ants as the hearse departs into the sunset
fish head in the icebox looking so fly
overturned stone our madness bare for all to see