#220 – Honda

From a young age your mind Was that of a judge, a logician. Watching your romantic friend die, Washing away his spring snow spirit, Another friend breaking his bowels Like a spurred runaway horse, And another, but this time a love, Mesmerised your eyes with her Tanned thighs, but later died: a¬†poison From a snake … Continue reading #220 – Honda

#211 – The grave

Are we all to be utterly Destroying, shattered into dust, Thrown into oblivion and Cast to the wind? Through whispers the universe Speaks, our master, tell me the Secrets of the abyss. The eternal decay of our Mortal flesh reveals the wheel, Which must turn, and continue To crush our bones as it Ploughs onward … Continue reading #211 – The grave