Sunday, 16 July 2023

crackle of fire

 the blink of an eye
drew me in
but the speech 
was for a different ear
the dust on the book called me in
but the specificity
threw me off
and then I just laid down
watching the fire crackle
speaking from the times of caves
to the times of the phone being a cave

No comments:

Post a Comment

Has it rained on the gardens yet?

Has it rained on the gardens yet? Has the sky shed its tears out of yearnings for change Have the reins on fury been pulled Has the sin been...