godlung
brooding stillness
caged behind the eyes
the weight of light
the hum of death
the break of seabirds
the molted sea
now awash in soil
under mezzanines of color
brine slagged in strips of rage
trailing beneath pinions of night
burn in the silence
perfect and full of black
suicide silhouettes
heaving deep the godlung
that pulls you
and me
into
violent
synchronicity
Copyright © Mat Ignacio | Year Posted 2024
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