mars sheathes his sword as wolves argue theology behind a veil of smoke
Tag: Singapore
the summer moon pretends not to notice your unspoken rituals
beyond rusty gates the fog blooms in ecstasy
summer the sky forgets how to breathe and the world stands still
a forest recites your lore in birdsong seven moons long
vile beasts disguised as children ringing bells and laughing along the pale river
heroes devolve from the trauma and crawl back into cocoons
a meteor shower softly serenades otherworldly heresy
the gods are long gone but belief is a stubborn echo of our humanity
the sickle grows sharper with each harvest of a soul’s silence