october war what’s left to fix
Tag: Singapore
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
on grey waves she comes the birth of melancholy
autumn flowers sway in the winds to heal deep wounds
