Tag: poem

mountains rise and fall murmuration at dusk

starlings flock north of the concrete

smoke plume rises from the deepest and darkest parts of the forest away from the eyes of gods

swatting at the housefly in orbit

beer for the moth never bargain with the void

door to door the mist with a bag of ice

dead fish tossed around like a toy river grave

a cape of cold winds for the unsung hero

never enough eyes to watch over the eternal fire

true to the bone i the godless man