Tag: Singapore

land’s end: at high tide life and death communes

in the glow of the crescent light the scars of winter orbit and vanish

spring skies weep but the mango tree rejoices: nature is truly strange

floodgates open: and time flows rushing from noon to twilight in a single breath

deepening desires unfulfilled by the rain’s march

savages in paradise: where bombs bloom in spring

striders skimming the surface of reality a tiny stream busy with life

monkey with a lion’s mane leads me down the spring forest path a game of pause and crawl

the mind fog fades and the eyes of many gaze into the abyss of the supervoid

slipped into the mind of the beast and all i could feel was hunger primal and ancient as the void above