Tag: poetry

the wood bends and forms a ribcage guarding an infant fire

night replaced by a black flower blooms swallowing the stars

the rain falls not as liquid but as ashes filling mouths with grey venom

a hollow eye staring at an empty field where ghosts wander in circles

feeding static to the universe charging the silence with screams

the rain rewrites the streets before the flesh walks this earth

logic decayed and neon spores spread through the air

starfall and the holes burnt into the frail pale flesh

prayers to a forgotten constellation a robed hologram on its knees