empty of light still the sky can’t claim graves illuminated by curtains’ tear and whitened wear
Tag: night
Sunday Small Stone 132
chirp & chortled mrrr golden light motion turned on the fallen fur
Sunday Small Stone 124
water cleaves to cat hair dark -er than the stars can hide —thicker than would freeze this half snow night
Sunday Small Stone 123
stars can’t twinkle there is no time under impure clouds tonight
Sunday Small Stone 121
lightning curls in itself current—like lagoon like sky— my eye can’t send the colors turned the clouds fast enough to name until it all goes dark beyond the gray
Sunday Small Stone 120
warmth & lemon linger in laundry and blue mist night