sit back relax and let this summer morning flow through your veins
Tag: tanka
after dawn amused at his holiness the vagrant’s entourage of winged royals attending to every detail and need
bitten a dance of blood and iron on pale lips
death on sidewalk people passing by doomscrolling through life
the dream bleeds into reality i can almost taste the salt in sea winds
and within the symbiotic network of lichen a place for the human consciousness
moss scattered on broken walls the forest invades our dreams
people in the streets picking up fire and flinging them back into night skies
death at dusk stands outside the gates with a bowl for alms
the pale skies beg for fire and flames of impartial dissent
elancharan gunasekaran 