noon rain
rough calloused hands
tend to leaves
noon rain
rough calloused hands
tend to leaves
and perhaps the gods are random anomalies
winter cruel in the spaces between
heavy glow empty human shells wander
cat shadow watching humans break apart
flesh mountains seeing grey in the dark
concrete algorithm
wall to wall
pressed bodies
complex system of winds nightmare theory
alien lights the night sky remembers
night’s end
the other nameless
in the room