Tag: monostich

spread thin as the fog creeping slow across the forest floor

summer bodies flirting with the cool light of dawn

a frail hand reaches out to make a pact with the void

where the abyss meets the light a place for displaced feelings

you feel the summertime burn the madness inspire

palpitating pressure builds ready to explode and free itself from this prison of flesh

a no refund policy on the resident grey matter inside

we each pay a portion of our souls for the right to exist

before dawn making sense of ghastly scribbles on the wall

the saunter of pale flesh down stairs of iridescent lights