pixel by pixel the subconscious reprograms the galaxy
Tag: poetry
made of tides my body stetches between the moon and void
a face stitched of clouds plants a chair in the desert
the mad gods play dice with the neon tides of memory
wild cats claw at origami moons as gravity disintegrates
roots wrap bones as chaos grows in the belly of the earth
lightning cracks open the sky’s spine revealing night’s hunger
in slow measured breaths we exhale mist into the silent morning
i wonder if the autumn sky remembers every cloud that ever existed
fish scales shift from shimmer to dust and the sea becomes a mouth with too many tongues
elancharan gunasekaran 