every dawn bleeds and the question remains who will fear me?
Tag: senryu
a crown that turns thoughts to flame and vision to smoke
crowns in the ashes too heavy for the living too wild for the dead
the wood bends and forms a ribcage guarding an infant fire
night replaced by a black flower blooms swallowing the stars
the rain falls not as liquid but as ashes filling mouths with grey venom
a hollow eye staring at an empty field where ghosts wander in circles
feeding static to the universe charging the silence with screams
the rain rewrites the streets before the flesh walks this earth
logic decayed and neon spores spread through the air
elancharan gunasekaran 