Maybe I can broker a deal with the angels..Elegiac offering versed rien n’est éternelI promise to behave~If the heavens everDecide to take me.In the purple stillness, I douse my fevered mind with bloodroot And come back to myself To breathe the haze of emerald hues.I cry with my eyesBut without tearsThat’s how broken heartstrings feelLike […]
The Aesthetics Of Sorrow