Tag: Singapore

the roar of chainsaws: as butchers saw the limbs of the mango tree and not a single tear was shed

for supremacy: in the conflict of seasons the bodies of the living become collateral damage

shrills and feathered war cries: invisible battles fought across the concrete jungle

deadly grey undertones consume even the azure lightning of the kingfisher god

last seen: the spring moon by the docks watching the waves roil by

enter from stage right and feel every fiber of your being crumble into dust and dirt

hair standing ovation: a birdsong unlike any other full of soul and love

long bands of black and gold: with complete stillness a cat watches from the low stone wall

tireless: the rain falls without pause and the land receives with all its heart

dark before dawn: the faint scent of bruised fruit accompanies mortal footsteps