03 Apotropaic

Free from pander

free from shame

the divine

implacability of sorrow.

Chunks of tree

melt palms

over loot

and slain.

Hike midnight sun

over evil eye

and elute the slain

with rain.


One response to “03 Apotropaic”

  1. zortilonrel

    I have not checked in here for some time as I thought it was getting boring, but the last few posts are good quality so I guess I’ll add you back to my daily bloglist. You deserve it my friend 🙂

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