bombs drop buddha takes cover in his sutras
Tag: poem
after dawn provoking the silence with your gaze
borders disappear and lands reimagined
thirty springs from now we carve names of lands forgotten to skin
as waves sap the sanity from limbs
beer house mynahs going gangster on humans
spring beer house lit like it’s Christmas this morning
vomit on kitchen floor the rain rising from ground to sky drunk cat
finding equilibrium trees bend in favor of power
three springs little one grows closer to nature
elancharan gunasekaran 