a mysterious blank space in the forest seems unwilling to explain itself
Tag: senryu
dark before dawn: dew outlines a footpath that disappears as soon as anyone follows it
river crossing: if you have no coin then offer the ferryman a sliver of your soul
ritual: drizzle disturbs the skin as the beast of night prowls for sustenance
left behind by the setting sun: ashen moth wings and an abyssal hunger
dark to darkness: how lovely it feels to have this skin replaced by night
float to the surface: suppressed emotions rise on this rainy afternoon
stranded: cold autumn waves commit the unspeakable to frail bodies
with hands warm i cup your face and the october moon glows jealous
the gallivanting rain in this hour of blues
