∴ prompt, a bow drawn taut
gripped in night’s empty hands
the new moon roars ∴
Month: December 2024
board & repair
∴ boarded wings tremble
fractured frames seek the night—
longing repairs breaks ∴
seek
∴ seek the truth between the words ∴
solitude
∴ solitude’s keys
unlatched secrets, locked
oracle’s wink ∴
schism
∴ schism erupts with cries—
fire extinguished, yet ash
coils its ghost through our lungs
venom sweet as nectar
venus fly traps snap shut
satiated by frail scapegoats
seeking reprieve from the jaws
of their own decorum
not all fires are meant to save
peace is no offering, no altar flame
left to smolder in the without
but a strike of flint within
a stubborn spark
refusing
to dim ∴
squirrel
∴ woodland sorcery
squirrel spellbound— jimsonweed
spins, springs, then flops ∴