the raging storm outside silenced by polished glass walls
Tag: monostich
skipping tea for coffee and more delusions of grandeur
from behind stained glass tanks fish eyes observe and scrutinize the movements of warm flesh
in the dingiest of places a back alley flower threatens the morning gloom
sit back relax and let this summer morning flow through your veins
after dawn amused at his holiness the vagrant’s entourage of winged royals attending to every detail and need
the alienness of this rather mad day sets in our brittle bones
phantoms of dusk swinging from the tentacles of the banyan tree
your scent fades away like a wraith in the humid air of this summer night
bitten a dance of blood and iron on pale lips
elancharan gunasekaran 