Tag: literature

the battle with sleep drifts out of focus until only nothingness remains

the smoke trails off and returns curling an invitation from a dark and misty place as limbs move uncontrollably towards the gloom

the names of the dead become paths in the dark forest to walk is to trample and to trample is to wake death

the winter night continues wounds patched and prowling the edges of reality

the city grim wakes inside a spell of frost and fog where phantoms stand proud and tall where the only word on the street is: silence

silver fish peeks from murky waters with the face of a saint

no shortcuts the winterlight brings war to frail eyes

the stage fades to black and I find myself talking to my self

outstretched arms invite the winter sun to be devoured

deal sealed: darkness agrees to be gentle