everything beyond this immediate world by Indigo Tempestaeverything beyond this immediate world is vivid. looking through a radiator haze one becomes
lucid.
this is a graveyard peopled with sorrows.
this is a graveyard.
comically the naked limbs signal desperation at the moon;
the moon, she puddle-sits in a midnight mauve sky, playing at mudpie clouds. the sky, he is drunk and wishing to die (though suicide will not avail
his false pulse)
the moon's sky's living casts meaning on the morning when nothing means everything
but the dew and the dim. 11/18/2003 Posted on 11/20/2003 Copyright © 2025 Indigo Tempesta
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Posted by Traci Mabats on 11/22/03 at 02:30 AM "this is a graveyard peopled with sorrows" ah-ha, this is a dangerously good line. Brrr, gave me shivers. |
Posted by Max Bouillet on 11/22/03 at 02:36 AM Fantasy images that swirl around awesome personifications. Excellent read with excellent word choices. :) |
Posted by Laura Doom on 11/23/03 at 06:15 PM Effective use of animism, subdued, but chilling atmosphere - quietly moving poetry. |
Posted by Beth K Hannah on 12/15/03 at 02:19 AM this is laced with moonlight...and i see stars outside right now and reading this makes them dance. |
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