jhe/jhur or they/them
Clawing, scraping, dead on me, Breathing, taking, what you see, Empty walls and cloying white, Cancelling out all my sight.
By Fira t'ixʷlm nc'icn6 years ago in Poets
Echoing deeps, blue around me, The songs of the cave surround. Water at my feet, dripping in the dark, Reflecting the glowing sparks.