The Oracle always knows what she wants to say, whether I want to hear it or not.

crowwinds dream our sleep
with bitter rain
death language asking why

the sky sings the music
of a thousand blood black moons

who will stop the shadows
from screaming
crushed beneath the lying
tongues of never

17 thoughts on “disturbances

  1. I see a Native American dancer in regalia, dancing in your image. Maybe they are dancing to get rid of the darkness that seems to have grabbed hold of all-that-is. When I hear lying tongues I think of white men. They won’t give it up willingly that’s certain.

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