the autumn moon calls me kin and every step forward breaks the bones of creation
Tag: monostich
each severed neck births a new verse a raucous melody
a king’s crown melts and sprouts into a garden of blades
where prophecy ends and nothingness begins from her laughter
spilled seven suns into the sky each a molten orb dripping chaos
in a world that unravels faster than stories can stitch it
made eternal or devoured every star trembles in its cosmic cage
a wizard squints into the storm: this will summon a dragon or a cat that will burn the world
a thousand armies march boots grinding ancient stars to dust
cave veins aglow in amber a voice like thunder submerged in honey calls out
elancharan gunasekaran 