∴ hollow rowan stands
roots in quiet, holly-stilled—
light slips through bare hopes ∴
Category: haiku
fit
∴ wraithlight thieves with picks
keys to night, these secrets fit—
each lock holds a soul ∴
demon
∴ demons claw the shore
my vessel skims the void—
light cuts through the waves ∴
attribute
∴ brushstrokes of midnight—
a canvas of storms and moon
paints my attribute ∴
bruh
∴ cloud hands drifting—
bruh, the sky moves slow today
softly flowing Tao ∴
ardor
∴ tender ardor
chasing mellisonant melodies—
journey calls from dawn ∴
river
∴ bulgogi mandu
river steeped in dark broth swirls—
the moon dips closer ∴