Vines on tongues Torrent thorns Tearing skin And wearing bones Gathering storms Petrichor Tasting thunder's Endless roar Bridge to...

set for liftoff get these machine parts moving right these wrongs reset these bones somehow eldritch someone silent something wicked this...

Moon-dripped reflections Fallen from favor The weight on these shoulders Still gazing at navels Plucking at strings In ivory chambers, I...

We sometimes get caught in our own web. Afraid to let go of past trauma or present mistakes or the fear of the future being a repetition...