the beast walks amongst us with its mouth agape drinking from the overflowing fountain of human emptiness
Tag: senryu
we listen we remember the winter wind does neither she bites at the living who ignore her
days dissolve into mist the freed golems listen to the birds and carve poems into cliffsides
how does one burn an ocean the elder wyrm’s question was often met with death if answered silence or ignorance was preferred
when silence came she did not weep instead she bore herself a wild sellsword from the fiery space between her bosoms and set it upon the quiet void
the blacksmith wakes in the dead of the night his hands cold and his heart empty the anvil silent as if the only fire that was never meant to be extinguished had fled from the forge of his ribcage
recognize the undoing and step forth on the phantom plank the depth is measured in howls as you leap into the unknown
a dragon nests in the spine of a dark grimoire its wings the ink of smothered souls
every pulse of life and every chaotic spark is a hymn of liberation from the sanctum of void
pale palms sway and celebrate the sublime disorder of cosmic truth
elancharan gunasekaran 