cloudfall: fire like hair curls and cascades upon the dusk of skin
Tag: Singapore
she walks through the veil jaded and unprovoked by the impostor that goes by the name of: monsoon
uproot from bed and gaze into the merciless grey
like the seasons past we too must learn to fade
summer reveals its hand: beneath all that fury a gentleness unlike any
the path forward is a mystery a shroud of ground fog the hue of dusk fire
the quiet of this summer day cleanses the mind of all thoughts and words: void
shadows disembark: ghosts of ruined flesh cruise under the guise of the summer moon
a peculiar pulse: the warm coast slave to an alien stillness
a cult dedicated to the micro fractures of silence
