Displays a reflection, So fragile, That as she reaches out to touch it, She shatters into pieces
Category: On the banks of the asphalt river
Echoes
Echoes in darkness Words in place Electrical arcs That illuminate oblivion Echoes in darkness Create creeping creatures And wriggling fiends… Read more Echoes
Lockdown (but this is my home)
This is my home Where I sit in silence and let the world float by on black rivers of bitumen… Read more Lockdown (but this is my home)
Tighearnan John Kelly 