wallow in the dust of desires that has culminated in this egoistic tree of flesh
Tag: senryu
guided by the light of the waning moon winter crows cross the void of night
with each breath the forest remembers in algorithm: leaves that hang free=0 leaves that fall=1
we wake only to rush off into the madness and forget that dreams are our source of power
cratered skin made supple and fine by borrowed light she comes out to play
pelagic thrashing under calm waters on this full moon night
with each breath we draw into our hearts the soul of winter
cold winds flow with predatory grace late into the morning
winter after dawn i wake only to find that the forest has moved on
we are bearers of the void accept that within the hollow of flesh and bone are caves of silence