Danzig, not Gdansk
the dark tones in the dim light
Misfit, the voice
unexpected strangers smile
exchange, embrace
lone souls resigned alone
to be, being
down tuned and guttural
outsider, proud status
below the earth underground
in union, the tribe
a recollection of feeling home
Ciaran Burke
Led by the light my form is twisted turns that seek outillumination from external sourcescompelled to followthe brightest radiancebending to the beam light dependant existence following at […]
The weakening light of the daysetting in the lengthening season casting skinny shadows of a nakedtree over the pale green moss natures revenge taking […]
