how kind of the autumn lightning to light a cigar
Tag: Singapore
ghosts in the jar pickled with forgotten conversations
the earth listens and remembers those who fought bled and fled from the great unmaking
my veins are rivers leading demons far from the oasis of humanity
carry that howl in bones the animal that was once- me
to feel what chaos tastes like she swallowed the broken sky
autumn cracks open bones and lets the winds whistle through the marrow
nail beds bloom rust prayers made to the call of an unnamed bird
soft dusky skin claimed by the autumn night
between 0 and 1 waiting to bloom in a garden of electric leaves
elancharan gunasekaran 