our pleas answered in rain putting out flesh fires
Tag: Singapore
teatime how this flesh craves the silence
the spring forest invites you to consume its solitude
and that is what sets the forest apart from humankind it shows no mercy
spring at dusk the god of clouds playing tricks on mortal eyes
the art of popping bubbles best left to the wild devices of kids
the concrete silence echoes across the spring landscape
of softcore sensations the drizzle that vanished within moments
violence is the name of this evening’s silence
spring noon feeling sorry for the lizard that fell from paradise