Sequences
- Details
- Written by: Stephen Bailey
winter coat
the tui riffs off
'nevermore'
:
spring portal
a tui becomes
my rusty gate
my rusty gate
:
a tui
as if there is
no tomorrow
:
out of breath
the tui waits out
the moment
:
out of gods
the tui sounds out
room for doubt
:
before light
irridescence sinks
in a tui
:
the tui
lost for words
bobs his throat
:
over and over
the tui sounds out
the sense of now
:
day moon viewing
a tui sounds light and dark
all at once
:
nectar-gorged
the tui communes
with itself