the freedom to birth and evolve a thought or idea is what drives the human condition and its underlying tangents
Tag: monostich
that which did not burn or could not be buried smothered by nonhinary tides
the rain untamed fills debauched bodies with silence rest finally comes but at a grim price
autumn we let the light fade without fear
the night’s queerness drapes itself over the empty field like morning fog
as i do the land remains fertile and tranquil in an act of mutual balance between flesh and nature
the frail body prepares itself for the coming days of quietude
magic is watching and experiencing the arrival of this autumn evening
morals and laurels of man indefinitely shaped by the weather and seasons
the march begins at a wild beast’s pace and ends with a serpent’s tail slithering over the concrete bridge