the ash beneath our quiet feet inherits the language of the gods
Tag: Singapore
limbs tangled rot in crystal sleep
worms convene in the shadows to debate the ethics of dust and dirt
summer at dawn the deadlocked back rehearses its funeral
mid afternoon blaze the rain stutters until it runs out of gas
in a tavern unlike any dragons trade smog for bone soup and bitter ale
the silent forest wipes the slate clean and reboots its memory
summer the fungi inherits the tongues of saints
room at the edge of earth the daft devil deftly turns in its bed
shadow boxing and watching the summer moon disintegrate