prophets carve humility into the luminous skin of stars
Tag: tanka
pixel by pixel the subconscious reprograms the galaxy
made of tides my body stetches between the moon and void
a face stitched of clouds plants a chair in the desert
roots wrap bones as chaos grows in the belly of the earth
lightning cracks open the sky’s spine revealing night’s hunger
fish scales shift from shimmer to dust and the sea becomes a mouth with too many tongues
waves collapsing into waves until the idea of form is drowned
gather all the sounds you can hear in a box and watch it carefully for movements
the lion’s mane erupts in flames and the moon melts into sand
elancharan gunasekaran 