and yet the dust will come once more
gilded shadows on the paths, an unknown resonance
a boiling rash on its bulbous flesh, memories of memories
deafened again by the throes of yore
the unknown its sole prospect
another step, despite it all
these wings shall yet come out
and finally, the winds
Oct 23, 2019
Oct 23, 2019 at 12:36 PM UTC
and yet the dust will come once more
gilded shadows on the paths, an unknown resonance
a boiling rash on its bulbous flesh, memories of memories
deafened again by the throes of yore
the unknown its sole prospect
another step, despite it all
these wings shall yet come out
and finally, the winds