I sit under blood-orange skies
A bordello bodhisattva
With eyes shut,
body frozen
beads shifting back and forth
gently chanting devotions to you
until my feet cramp up
and my mind catches flame
Sep 27, 2021
Sep 27, 2021 at 8:25 PM UTC
I sit under blood-orange skies
A bordello bodhisattva
With eyes shut,
body frozen
beads shifting back and forth
gently chanting devotions to you
until my feet cramp up
and my mind catches flame