stone path void of leaves rushed footsteps
Tag: poem
old god on crutches the grey follows
old yoga mat dusk doll performs an asana
gang war
crows and pigeons
over a cupcake
from the dark bones and petty thoughts
the old gods roam from room to room
shadow butterfly races the first light
fluid we watch darkness flow into the room
takes root alien shoot
androgynous
neither here nor there
after midnight
residing within
quiet of mind
