Tag: monostich

disintegrate under footfalls autumn baked leaves

within concrete ovens the flesh well done and served tender

soft beckons soft to bed to sleep to whispers and dreams

the landscape turns around and bites you

displaced bodies lost in this fog of war

cushion the fall from grace with more lies

autumn night this body chooses peace first

cold hands hollowing the shell to peek at the nothingness within

dusk the void speaks through the conch listen with care

my superpower you ask: existing indefinitely