Tag: poem

autumn crows rearrange the stuttering sky

the gods desire warmth more than gold and soma

damp loins the rain outside

you say you do but there is barely any warmth

riding out the cold winds in a mahogany casket

rewind the autumn tide to its days of glory

melt with you in december mornings

autumn breeze witness the defiance of old trees

cold flesh suffocates the forest closes in

there in the runner’s knee a nano void