Drifting upon raindrops like whispers—
circuitous thoughts weave through.
When the world turns liquid, I blossom in shadows,
fabric of dreams,\n
sheltering the unsheltered.\n
Voices in swirling ether, secrets hatching beneath spans of arching ribs.\n An open mind invites leaking moonlight;\n stiff ribs admire weights of unspoken silence in the wind.\n Echo of footfalls, ripple of melancholy.\n
Hallucinatory HTML Dappled Glimmers Phantom Vowels