every single letter affirms the magic of the written word
Tag: senryu
teatime the winged god in the circle of construction workers
taking turns and feeding our morbid lies
ghastly faces of dawn a quick bite into your heart
cold winds colder than your existence
pride swallowed and given a new vassal to possesss
animal instincts border the persona of skin
waking dream a self diagnosis of this dysfunctional complex
tip of the tongue the rhythmical drip drop of venom
if it is hard to fathom then perhaps you should dream