mends your shadow for a copper coin if you will let her the alley witch crouched at a forgotten doorway
Tag: senryu
not end times but the end of darkness when eyeballs burst into ultraviolet flooding the world with a vision of luminance and iridescence
the grim city exhales like a violent beast that has spent its last breath
a gentle and final word guides the falling feather to a bed of moss
the autumn tide brings memory of warm and dark bodies in carnal debauchery
in the shadows the hunter watches the rustling of autumn leaves a ritual without language
skin is the script i choose to read from as touch ripples across the flesh
a dry leaf on an open path waits for the gentle breeze to guide it into the next phase of life
night learns tenderness but careful not to break its quiet trance
warmth is older than the concept of time a replay of atavistic memories
elancharan gunasekaran 