interrupted the call of the deep river beyond glass towers
Tag: monostich
grim visions of the divine untouched by lustful eyes
spring the river is wary of the ways of flesh
dust and scorn in the wake of the new moon night
spring the spider under the rock will tell you of the secret lives i’ve lived
a problem of bare bodies where do i start upon this map of flesh
will you sit and sin and hum with me until the pain passes
expand and fill the domain of lies bringing to life the absurd
almost spring soft and hurried pleasures of night
winter at dawn the crows of gentrification searching your pockets
elancharan gunasekaran 