hand on her chest listening to the beat of a heart that was never her own
Tag: Singapore
dark clouds gather: not to weep or wail but to warn us of the coming darkness
the city has unwillingly transformed into what it has long feared: a neon beast
smothered between great hills the sun gives in to earthly pleasures as the eternal night takes over
blue hour: the last of birdsong echoes from concrete to concrete
raven perched against a broken tree limb we speak the ancient riddle of eyes
fractured skylines and timelines: moss gathers in loving clusters under the shade
the city growls: birdsong scatters far beyond dingy walls and melancholic alleys
the gecko agrees and somewhere in the darkness of spring a dragon emerges from its concrete lair determined to burn this cruel world to the ground
still standing the in shallow stillness of march: a shadow of my former self