hello to nothing from the inquisitor of nothing no ones home but shapeless shadows cutting across mysteries of multiple worlds
an empty head so patient ghost moon
my legs aren't tired anymore here in the undergrowth of slugs slides and slime whispering hymns needle green
buoyant belly on the rings of night libation of death apprehending the void dissolving doom broadens to immensity like a light flicks on wonder wave
no death for the dead they could care less nearby in endlessness stretched out on a couch spumed mouth papyrus frail creature of black steps
waking will not raise burnt wings
where I lived and was broken noon day demons lost I dangle from a nightingale floor burning hair waves windless
linking one self with the other like night with day gales of dreams falling lulls weave me together like aΒ thorne bridge knits fate hand over red hand