Tag: Singapore

the cup grows warm with magic and time pauses for a sip

windows remember older skies and oblivion’s anthem sings in the wind

in bed and the stillness of cold ocean feet

time moves different in the forest grim dark roots entangle and manipulate the designs of reality

grey hugs at skin and concrete and when it refuses to let go it tugs at silk strings trapping you in a nigh-infinite embrace

deep down i think they do i think that windows remember the skies of seasons past

the sun dies a slow death each winter day keeping the bridge of light lit for cold souls to cross over into paradise

aren’t we all illusions of a greater drama

missing the nights where time trails after the whispers in smoke

in a different life cat and i watching the winter clouds roll by