the sunlit landscape yearns for touch
Tag: senryu
fake sky syndrome nothing left to feel
don’t deny the cold air tranquility
follow the smoke from prayer sticks
dusk the intricacies of tendons and limbs
curious. the body/ filters: nocturnal sounds.
woken by the silence raw
a short soak in the well of darkness
noon shadows loiter never still never known
the prayer repeats itself summer shore
