cyclist cursing the heavens barely blinked
Tag: Singapore
the violence of leaves blown by winter gales
constant echoing death machinery hum
modus operandi slow dancing in shadows
dawn the silence programmed into bodies
the elusive grey
a sentient entity beyond doubt
gentle sway of curtains paltry winter winds
available light
we beckon the old gods
to dance
dusk the ego fills this empty and sad place
empty bodies trail the hearse it rains harder
