Tag: monostich

the system is undone crumbling from within

the system is fragile the system is wanton

don’t forget to tax the trees perhaps a speed ticket for the autumn gales

autumn is nature’s way of saying: fuck you humans

trees paint their faces red shed leaves in protest

light blankets the slow stream in shimmer

first light mynahs ransacking the empty bar

into a room full of life and laughter the void worm slides in

lifting the grey veil faces filled with revolt

cloud roots dangle from the violet dusk sky