The time that passed.
Neurotaclismic chasmmind find pain in memorandemonia
The city spreads its sprawl.
Poetry books for sale!
Poetry collections – bespoke & not – for sale!
In spreadhaze hue…
Sentence by sentence.
Senryu & haiga.
I do wonder…
Let sekhem and sesheshet sing in beat-procession, ringing through these ‘glyphed papyrus-reeds!
Two tidal swells of light ‘n sound awash e’er o’er my senses…
House. Café. Poet.