Thursday, June 20, 2024

Of Frostbitten Summer

Sacred waves of broken letters
This is the gift beyond the sea
Of seismology of tranquil
Reports of fires of bequeathed
Individual letters of concern

An alphabet of terrors
That rejected your promises,
Your vows to an empty god
God has spilled out his insides
And has no digestion left for you

Not in a single letter
Not in a single song
Your regrets are yours alone
And the singing pitches
From the stairway to the rains
Of frostbitten summer