Tag: Singapore

three more beetles to attain nirvana

burning strawmans but the weeds still remain

october war what’s left to fix

be quiet be still be you if you have to

mad thoughts consume half the autumn sky

a third interrupts the intense tango of a butterfly pair

mostly fragments of a life before scattered thunderstorms

we tug at strings to remind overlords of our existence

autumn’s transformation akin to suffering

navigate quiet rocks to calm the soul