Tag: Singapore

purity finds its place in a hanging leaf swaying gently in the autumn breeze

the warmth of flesh migrates slowly subtle yet alive and finds its place between pale lips

under the old bridge a congregation of moss and wildflowers

who do you think maintains wormholes? astrognomes of course

windless day: the stillness of autumn trees terrifies civilization

down the cold autumn coast we drift in peace bodies close but never touching minds fixed on the destination islands of sentient flesh we’ve become desiring with the depth of dark waters which we sail upon

this autumn night i offer my warmth to you

breathe in rhythm to fading lights

witness and you shall inherit it: dawn is yours

feral moons wander the autumn night sky