Tag: Singapore

unashamed unhidden truth stirs: in darkness we share blindness

the slow autumn light dims a symbol of ash and circle burns cold on bare chest

bind smoke into ropes bind nothing to nothingness and proclaim the emptiness of the void this act is enough to seal flesh to pact

to glow without witness to die without applause a star learns shame when it falls into the sea

in odd tantrums the autumn rain falls at last

moss for hair a cradle of roots for a heart the beast peers wildly through deer skulls scrutinizing its kingdom of green

unmoving eerily still at the bottom of the sea the fish will gather and offer their prayers to a new god who joins them drowned but born again

in the mud in the rain lies a strange cracked mask rehearsing its lines going through the emotions of the faces it has worn the lives it has lived and still never truly understood who it was or what brought about its creation a mask worn for too long is still a mask a bare minimum to face this savage world

we forget where the ocean and sky ends where maps and constellations drown where autumn is the one truth in the lies we have orchestrated

the dark gods we thought extinct sleep beneath the city grey their lucid dreams driving hollow shells of flesh into madness and shaping the ways of cruelty