a wave of standing ovations as dictators denounce their humanity on stage
Tag: senryu
flail loose limbs drained of energy until curtainfall
night the rain fills orifices with a sensual sort of lethargy
overturned stones revisiting the lies of november
all the ways we could have stayed sane but we chose love
where do we go when the quiet places have been taken over by demons
we laugh at the flesh while it debates its mortality
dream in my stead until the autumn night burns its last
post rain we resume existing
the cat watches curious as i glide from shadow to shadow