Tag: tanka

dreams left to the voices from the void at daybreak

first light cold limbs forced back into place

glades burning and crystal horns scattered in the dirt

be wise to set aside some words for a rainy day

how cumbersome these thoughts and feelings

dark before dawn the drizzle consumes the flesh

autumm the smooth descend into somatic madness

wide awake and crawling across this greying landscape

days worth of distress compounded into livid dreams