blinding lights crows police the peace
Tag: literature
sea eagle lures the storm away from the coast and into the belly of the concrete beast
the autumn moon dreams of becoming human again
this cold body in a constant state of drizzle
not an angel but a white butterfly dancing in the drizzle
the morning after light rays shredded by the razor teeth of rough tides
a hunger so cruel even the moon runs from i
freed from umbra the moon paints her face red
blood moon even the crows dare not speak
celestial bodies remind us of how insignificant we are
